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Chains of Love	By : Cepheus Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1176 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 4
- 5
Note: that
actually took me a lot to get down, because�next chapter my not�so�original
plot will be revealed� sigh. I am kinda dreading that chapter.

Cepheus: I
rewrote the prologue. I also worked on this, after Kammyh threatened me continuously
for days�

Kai:
soooo� we get a party? You seem to be in love with parties and sleepovers
lately.

CP:
yeah. They�re funny and this way I can add people to complicate� uh� lighten
things up!

Tala:
Gods.

CP:
there is a little Russian VS Japanese thing here, for the translations wait the
ending notes.

��

Virpi: thanks!

Silver Crescent X: I like them too.

BlackRose: there may be in here a little, small, almost non existent
Tyson/Daichi hint. Nothing more than a
single line. A line around the end of the chapter. You may even ignore it,
since it�s not explicit, you can look at it as simply anger because Ty lost to someone
that�s not Daichi and Daichi thinks someone else stole his goal.

��

Rating: M!

Summary: Someone
is up to save them before it is too late. Will he succeed? Will he just
complicate things? TalaKai, BryanRei, others.

Warning: YAOI
inside. Flames will be used to work fireplace and not even looked at if about
YAOI. Not just yaoi but disturbing scenes as well.

Disclaimer: If my name was Aoki Takao, then maybe but since it�s not, :-P

�Talking�

�Thinking�

�(Talking into other languages)�

�Dreams sequences, flashbacks, memories�

��

Chains of Love

Chapter 04: Plotting and Battling

Being a sunny day, not to count Tala was ranting about
training, Kai had decided they would go to Tyson�s by foot; living quite far
away from the part of the city where the loudmouth blader was in, Kai woke up
early, around six, to prepare himself. Ok, maybe this was quite too
early, but, then he would have time for himself for once.

Ever since the NeoBorg magically appeared at his front
door, Kai could as well forget the existence of the word �privacy�. Wherever he
went, any of the rooms �and there were quite a few, since it was a mansion� he
would find one of the others already there.

It was effectively pissing him of.

If, let�s say, he wanted to train for some time in his
gym, then here there was already Bryan kicking at his punching sack, or simply
using his weights. If he wanted to read a book in the library, Spencer would be
found in there, sprawled on the couch, with a pile of books at his side and one
in his hands; he never questioned the teen again about his likings after seeing
his last book was one of Trozkij�s; if then, by chance, Kai felt the sudden
desire to go outside to train with Dranzer, Ian would be playing around, generally
too noisy for Kai to concentrate on his attacks.

Actually, what Ian was doing last time he ventured out
to blade was all but normal and had caused Kai to question Ian�s sanity.

Catching butterflies.

�Krasnij babochka!� yelped Ian following one.

�Akai chyoochyoo,� replied Kai, not even looking up
from his bey. Of course, Ian didn�t pay attention to the fact that, the slate
haired blader was replying in Japanese and not in Russian; the Snake wasn�t
really speaking to him anyway.

�Cyornij babochka!� Ian yelped turning around and
following another one.

�Kuroi chouchou�� Kai twitched lightly.

�Belij babochka!� Ian now was bouncing.

�Shiroi chouchou�� Kai twitched more.

�Babochka babochka!�

�Chyoochyoo chouchou�� Kai sighed in defeat. No
training.

And, last of all, not even his room was safe. Tala
would be found there, either on the bed �giving Kai a full view of his
wonderful, delicious� ehm� or looking around.

No privacy anymore. Not at all.

Sighing Kai placed his marks on his cheeks and went
downstairs for a light breakfast, and was plainly disappointed� Spencer was
already there.

�(Good morning,)� the blond was at the table pouring
himself a cup of coffee �with a lot of milk� and when he heard Kai enter, he
greeted him with a distant wave of his hand.

�(Why up already?)� Kai took a clean cup and let the
other pour some milk in it.

�(Couldn�t sleep, that�s all,)� Spencer smiled and
returned to the book he was reading, and Kai let himself fall on the chair,
sipping his coffee. �(Oh, and, Kai, tell me, how was your first?)�

After having coughed for five straight minutes, and
having cleaned the table from the coffee, Kai was able to properly blush �he
seemed to be choking and blushing a lot lately, not to mention people around
were reading his face like an open book.

�(How� how did you�)� he spluttered, looking at the
blond blader in shock. Spencer merely smiled, and went back to his book.

Kai sighed, if they both knew there was nothing he
could do against it, so he�d better start acting like his old self� �(What
book� Harry Potter?!)� Kai widened his eyes and stared at the big volume in
Spencer�s hands, completely astonished by his choice of reading.

At least� it wasn�t Trozkij�

He simply couldn�t imagine what was so appealing in
this book that caused Spencer�s attention.

�(It�s not that bad,)� Spencer replied lifting
his eyes from the pages.

�(I can�t believe it�)�Kai shook his head, then added
waving his hand, �(it�s also Max�s favourite book� at least you�ll have
something to talk about,)� he turned his attention to his coffee, missing the
light blush that threatened to appear on Spencer�s pale face.

Yeah, right, he already knew that�

Later that morning, as Tala, Bryan and Ian woke up,
Kai found himself almost eager to go; it wasn�t that he really wanted to see
Tyson or Daichi, only that� it would be good to see people that were different
than the NeoBorg for once, and he didn�t mind seeing Rei. Not even Max, if he
wasn�t in a sugarhigh.

Maybe not even Hilary would be bad, as long as she
refrained herself from speaking� gods her voice would have any dead person toss
and turn in their tomb begging for mercy.

The walk was peaceful, because they managed to evade
all places where fans would be, and in the end they spotted Tyson�s house.
Neither of the NeoBorg had ever been there apart from Kai, and Bryan eyed with
approval the dojo as they entered in the garden.

Kai was surprised to see Garland and Brooklyn were
there, as well as Hilary, Max, Rei, Daichi and obviously Tyson; in a corner
there was Hiro speaking with Mystel, who was sitting on a branch of the tree
that was in the dojo�s garden.

The moment Tyson spotted them there was a blur of blue
and a stampede and a second later Kai found himself being hugged to death by
the hyper loudmouth. He groaned in pain and slight amusement and pulled away
Tyson, who smiled and turned to Tala, ready to reserve the red head a similar
treatment.

Tala�s azure eyes turned into frozen blue depths as
the Wolf growled deeply, and Tyson suddenly lost the desire to hug him. He
glanced hesitantly at Bryan but gulped at the similar glare that clearly
stated, �touch me and die�.

He laughed sheepishly but then he saw Ian standing in
the back, clearly observing warily the people he didn�t know. He�d seen the
tournaments at the TV, but still.

�Ooh, you! You�re Ian, right? I didn�t see you with
the others at the tournament!� Tyson ruffled Ian�s hair, not aware of the
shocked and disgusted glare of the short blader, not even when Spencer looked
down at him and said in Russian, �(Ian, remember what the doctor said� don�t
bite dirty things)�.

Tala and Kai snickered and Bryan smirked �his
attention already fixed on a certain raven haired teen� whilst Tyson, not
knowing Russian, merely frowned in confusion.

�Guys, come here, I�ll do presentations!� Tyson waved
to the others to come near, and they did �Hiro as well. �This is Kai�s former
team, the Demolition Boys, no wait, the Blitzkrieg Boys!� he frowned again,
�NeoBorg!�

Kai rolled his eyes.

�This is Bryan,� the bluenette pointed to the lilac
haired blader, who grunted. �Don�t mind him, he seems terrible but he is nicer
than he was before!� Tyson turned to Spencer, �and this is Spencer! Kai told me
he loves reading!� Spencer glared at Kai, who looked away. �And this is Ian, he
wasn�t with the team so I guess he was in Russia all the time!�

Tyson smiled broadly and pointed to the group, �those
are Brooklyn, Garland and my brother Hiro, and she�s Hilary! Don�t make her
angry or you�ll suffer! Hilary? Come on, why aren�t you coming near?�

The brown haired girl was staying behind, clearly
scared by the similar looks all the NeoBorg team had to Kai when she first met
him; they were cold and almost expressionless, apart the glares, and they
looked like soldiers, or something�

She didn�t like any of them, especially since Kai
returned to their team during the Third World Tournament. She didn�t know
anything about before, but she was still afraid.

Brooklyn and Garland instead nodded in greeting, with
a smile.

�Please to meet you guys,� Hiro held out his hand, and
after some uncertainty Tala grasped it and let it go.

As if this had been some kind of signal, the NeoBorg�s
shoulders relaxed slightly.

�You guys act like soldiers!� Hiro shook his head.

�That�s what we were meant to be,� Bryan mumbled, but
Hiro heard it nonetheless. �Training is hard to forget when you are around
others�.

Rei saw some kind of sadness flicker in the Falcon�s
eyes, and stepped towards him to ease things up, all the while congratulating
with himself because he managed to understand the lilac haired blader�s rather
scarce display of emotions.

Being around Kai for a lot of time helped him all
right.

�Come on, the party is inside! Let�s go!�

As Bryan�s attention was completely and hopelessly
turned to the Chinese blader, Ian snickered but followed the others inside, and
after a moment the others did as well.

Kai frowned, and stopped on the entrance, looking
around in confusion, crimson eyes flickering through the garden.

�Problems?� Brooklyn was at his side, green eyes
bright and open.

�I� no, it�s nothing,� Kai shook his head. �I
thought someone was staring at me� I�m just paranoid�.

Brooklyn smiled warmly, before stretching his hand
towards Kai.

�I realized that I never apologized for hurting you
during our battle� I hope we will be able to be friends�.

The slate haired teen blinked, before accepting the
hand and returning the smile with one of his �small� ones.

�Sure,� he replied.

Brooklyn beamed and entered inside, but then as Kai
was about to follow him, he turned back and stared at the Phoenix with dark
green orbs, �I felt the stare as well��

��

�(Sir, Subjects 164, 236 and 631 are in contact with
the host,)� a man spoke softly in his phone, brown eyes staring intently at the
dojo from his position above the wall, hidden behind the tall tree Mystel had
once been upon.

Being one of the best hired men of his master, he had
been able to follow without being discovered even the Demolition Boys, or, as
they prefer to be called now, NeoBorg. His boss wasn�t one that liked to be
defied, and something he considered his would never be free.

The Demolition Boys were his property, and they were
soon to be reminded of that.

A cold voice replied from the other end of the phone,
dropping malice from every word; he was a powerful and scary man, and even the
spy was afraid of what could happen whether he lost his coldness.

�(Keep spying on them and report me anything that
seems out of normal)� the voice ordered him.

�(Yes sir, I will,)� he replied, seriously.

��

Boris smirked viciously as he sat down on his seat,
evilly staring at the experiment he worked on since two years before.

The first part of it was finally successful, after
twenty�four moths of hard work, and he could see the results standing inside
the cylindrical capsule on the other side of the glass.

Many scientists were working around it, monitoring it,
injecting it with any kind of drug as they checked on its vital signs. He had
to use first this one because he had to be sure the experiment would be
successful, before starting with his second, and primary, one.

As the first attempt so far had been successful,
twelve months ago he�s approved the start of the second one, following step by
step his first attempt, not wanting to destroy the only chance that was given
to him.

And now, the second experiment was standing in a
similar capsule next to the other, monitored even more, to make sure it was
growing fine.

If any of the stupid teens out there had known that
the tournament with the BEGA team had been a fluke, they wouldn�t have believed
it. But Boris had wanted to try a different way to take over the world by using
false gentleness with his weapons, especially with Brooklyn.

Now, as his new plan had failed, he had returned
gladly at his ongoing project, feeling rather more satisfied in this one than
in the previous, where he�d been forced to act nice.

If only with blind and stupid crowds and press, he
would be able to stand the act, but with his weapons� he shuddered thinking he
had treated them as real people, when they were nothing but his weapons, his�
army.

�(Should we let the Experiment 01 out for a while? We
have to do some check upon its reactions,)� one of the scientists, eyes
glinting from behind the glasses, stared up at the director, a pile of paper in
his hands.

Boris didn�t care about it anymore, not even if it took
years for it to succeed �now that experiment 02 was growing just as successful,
he could even get rid of it.

But then again, as his eyes set on the thing inside
the capsule, floating inside a reddish liquid, that thing could always be
useful as testing subject for all the drugs.

�(Let it out, and start testing on him the new drugs)�
he ordered.

The scientist�s eyes brightened with an evil glint as
he nodded, proceeding into draining away the red liquid from the first capsule.

That would be useful when his weapons were returned to
him. So then, he could give all of them a good welcome back�

��

When Gavriil finally found one of the places he was
looking for, it was almost time for him to go and meet up with Haru. He loathed
being late, considering what had happened last time he left Haru alone, but
this time he trusted the younger teen to be able to behave.

Light golden eyes stared at the dojo, then at the man
on the tree, who was oblivious to him as he shifted to have a better view on
the inside of the house and at the people gathered there.

He knew his training would pay off in situations like
this, and he had to thank his sensei of this. Now he was able to spy so
secretly and silently that virtually no one could detect he was there� not even
the trained man on the tree.

Moving around with grace and noiselessly he searched
through the wall a spot from which he would peer inside without being
discovered, and when he found it he jumped upon the wall and looked beneath him
at the garden before letting himself slip down, effectively landing on the
grass on the other side of the wall, hidden behind a big bush.

A smirk appeared on his lips as he looked at the teens
inside the dojo as well, glad he had been able to find them in time. Maybe he�d
been a little too early, considered they would not find out about the
Experiments until some time later, but befriending with all of them beforehand
would be proven useful when it come to helping them out.

Now, he just hoped Haru would keep an eye on the real
danger and report to him any strange moves and not do anything stupid like he
was used to� but he knew that Haru was responsible, when he wanted to.

He looked cautiously at all the faces that now were
all turned to the bluenette �Tyson Granger� who was making a fool of himself
together with his companion the monkey �aka Daichi Sumeragi. There was the
American, Max Tate, and the girl �her name was something like Hikari Tachibana�
Hilary maybe� and there was a short teen with enormous glasses on his head,
eyes nowhere to be found. That one had to be Kenny.

A tall teen stood proudly with his brow raised at
Tyson, a sarcastic smile on his face, teal hair tied in a low ponytail, and
Gavriil knew who he was the moment he looked at him �it would be hard not to
recognize him as Garland.

Gavriil searched around until he found the other
recognizable teen, the one with green eyes and orange hair, Brooklyn Kingston.

Smiling, Gavriil spied as Brooklyn peered continuously
at Garland when he thought the others around didn�t notice, and shook his head
�he looked too innocent to be the Brooklyn that was at the tournament�

Then Gavriil�s eyes spotted two of the Demolition
Boys, Spencer and Ian; he snickered for a moment, watching with amusement as
the blond Russian approached the blond American, clearing his throat and saying
something that caused the hyper one to start bouncing.

Then, his eyes fell on the raven haired teen that was
smiling as he looked around, and he grimaced. He recognized the long hair, and
the amber eyes, and he bit his lower lip. Rei Kon.

He still looked too Chinese�

Gavriil looked at his own hair, glad it was so short
instead of being as long as Rei�s was, and shuddered at the thought of having
to take care of so much hair �it could cause anyone to end up insane, how could
Rei be able to stand and even worship it?

The violet haired teen followed Rei�s stare as it
trailed over the frame of a taller teen on the opposite wall, and sighed as he
recognized it as Bryan Kutznekov. Really, at first sigh the looked just as wild
as he himself was.

Laughing at his private joke, Gavriil wished his
father would be there to see Bryan; he�d never allowed him to dress up like this,
he even loathed the idea of it� what would he say if he ever saw how Bryan was
dressed up?

And then, the remaining two teens entered the room.
One had flaming red hair and even at the distance Gavriil was able to tell he
had icy azure eyes; the other was an inch shorter than the red head and had
slate hair of two shades of blue, darker on the back and lighter on the front.

He recognized them the moment he saw them, and felt
his heart constrict as his eyes followed the two move around the room, finally
settling down next to the lilac haired blader, who greeted them back with a
nod.

He knew he and Haru had to hurry up if they wanted to
have the chance to save them and protect them from the dangers that were to
come.

With a last sigh and a side glance at the man still on
the tree, he jumped over the wall outside in the street to set his plan into
action, and to meet up with Haru.

��

�What did you do to your hair?!�

Gavriil groaned.

He knew that would be it. Haru was some melodramatic
queen.

�I had to,� he replied. �Come on, I don�t want to be
easily recognized by them the moment I approach�.

�How could they recognize you now?� Haru bit his upper
lip while scrutinizing the older teen, trying at the same time to stifle back a
giggle �yes, a giggle� by clearing his throat.

�Well, later on, I don�t want my cover to be spoiled
by such a stupid detail,� Gavriil glanced at his hair by grabbing a chunk of it
with his fingers, �why? I think green would suit me�.

Haru failed and started to laugh out aloud, �that�s
just too much! I can�t believe you dyed your hair green of all the
colours!�

Gavriil growled deeply in his throat. �You should get
your hair dyed as well� he muttered.

Haru shook his head, �I�ll have to just put up my
contact lenses like you did, though, mine will be much cooler than those silver
ones of your�.

True to the speech, Gavriil hadn�t just dyed his hair
of a deep, dark shade of green for no good reason but his own �which was
actually good, despite anything Haru could come up against it� but had put on
silverish lens on his eyes, and he looked quite a different person altogether.

Eventually Haru calmed down, so the two left their
�headquarters� to go through the city towards Tyson�s dojo, all the while
Gavriil asked Haru about the certain people he had to keep an eye upon.

�They are having incredibly difficult time to put up
the fa�ade for a neat business enterprise, you know,� Haru grimaced, �I wonder
how could they have been be able to hide for so much time, and still, be this
secretive about their work�.

Gavriil stared at him, �it�s not that hard, knowing
you spied on their back up plan� knowing where the real quarters are would be
damn helpful but no, Mr. Glasses just couldn�t find any track to this, and
hell, if he couldn�t I doubt anyone would�.

�Are you saying they are purposely faking a not
too�ingenious cover up to hide their real schemes so no one would think they
are advancing further on their path?� Haru whistled, �Hell, I take back what I
said then�.

Gavriil shook his head, �to think you should be much
smarter than you appear to be� he muttered, no ill�natured, and Haru just
pretended he did not hear the last sentence.

�Hell with that, how do you think you are going to get
them befriend you?� Haru looked before him and saw the dojo appear in front of
them.

�I�ll have one of them battle me, Mr. Glasses said
it�s the easiest way around, knowing how the BeyBlade Champion acts when he�s
challenged�.

Haru smirked, �don�t play too rough, don�t have him
freak around, and� don�t humiliate him too much�.

�Yes, mother,� Gavriil rolled his eyes.

Both stilled.

�Don�t. Ever. Joke on. Like this,� Haru grimaced and
shuddered.

Gavriil shuddered as well, �yeah, I won�t� that�s
creepy enough as it is�.

�I�ll go have a walk while you beat the crap out of
Tyson Granger and I�ll look around a bit �I promise I won�t go in any pub or
club or anything like that� the red haired teen assured.

�I�ll dare you to, Haru! It�s not even seven in the
evening! What are you planning to do from now on?!� Gavriil, the now green
haired teen, shook his head in defeat and walked forwards while Haru turned to
the right and walked away, hands in his pockets, singing a tune in what sounded
suspiciously like Russian.

Gavriil looked up at the tree as he passed to the gate
of the dojo, and was satisfied the guard was no more up there. It made his task
easier because, he would be able to approach them without alerting anyone.

Suddenly he found himself in the trajectory or a
flying katana and only his awfully quick reflexes prevented him from being hit
as he moved to his right, the katana missing his face by inches.

�Ouch, sorry ya� dude!� came a deep, loud voice.

Gavriil groaned.

�No problem sir, you didn�t hit me anyway,� he
replied, wincing as he found himself looking straight into the eyes of Grandpa
Granger, the one and only.

He shuddered inwardly.

�So, whadda ya looking for
huh?� Grandpa Granger came dangerously near, his eyes probing Gavriil, looking
up and down at him, scrutinizing him.

How. He. Hated. This.

�I was� um� I want to see Tyson� he said, his voice
catching some steady tone whilst he spoke. �I want to challenge him to a
BeyBlade match�.

�A challenger! Waaah!�

Gavriil again, found himself caught in�between a
flying object �er, not that object this time, since it was actually
Daichi who threw himself at him.

Again, he moved, and Daichi found himself face flat on
the grass, but was up a millisecond later, small grin on his face again.

�I didn�t think he was so short,� Gavriil thought to himself while staring sown at
Daichi. �I sort of thought he would be tall� anyway, down to business��

�You are� um� the Sumeragi guy?� Gavriil turned his
face into the most respectable frown he could muster, and stared down hard with
a glare that would have made Bryan proud. �I am not here for you, kid, I want
to challenge Tyson Granger�.

�No one will challenge Ty but me, until I win
the title and up then, you won�t need to challenge him any more, because then, I
will be the champion and you�ll have to challenge me!�

Gavriil fought the urge to roll his eyes, and was
relieved when another voice, soft and warm, spoke up.

�Daichi, you are hopeless� hey, who are you? A
challenger?�

Rei appeared in front of Gavriil, who widened his eyes
a little, seeing he was slightly taller than the Chinese blader. Of all the
things.

�Hai, I am here to challenge the World Champion to a
beyblade battle,� he spoke, his voice considerably warmer than when speaking to
Daichi �who was at the moment sulking in a corner because he was being ignored.

�Ty is back with the rest of the team, and it�s a
pleasure to meet you!� it didn�t occur to Rei to ask for his name, as he walked
in the back garden with Gavriil on his heels.

Gavriil�s silver eyes were looking at the raven haired
blader without him knowing, taking in every detail.

So young. Younger than him, right now.

This was quite amusing.

Reaching the rest of the group Gavriil previously
spied upon, the green haired teen noticed a person was missing, and it was Kai
Hiwatari.

He held no worry for his whereabouts because, it was
still too early to worry about it.

�Hey guys, this is a guy who wants to challenge Tyson!
His name is� er, what�s your name again?� Rei turned to him and Gavriil smiled.

�My name is�� he started, but was interrupted by
Tyson, �a challenge! I�ll take you down in one attack!�

�Tyson you stupid! Don�t yell that way!� Hilary
slapped the back of his head causing the bluenette to wince in pain, �don�t
mind him, his stomach�s what speaks for him usually�.

�(And also that thinks for him as well,)� Tala
muttered to Bryan in Russian, causing the other teen to chuckle, and Gavriil
smirked.

Obviously he knew Russian.

�Anyway, as I was saying, my name is,� he stopped, he
couldn�t reveal his real name� too bad, he had to make one up. �Alexandr�.

He grimaced lightly �that would be the name they were
going to call him from now on if he managed to befriend them, couldn�t he
simply chose another name?

No one noticed his reaction; they were all busy
laughing at Tyson to see him, but soon enough the bladers were ready to watch
the beybattle.

�Well then, Alexandr, let�s see if you are any match
for a champion like me!� Tyson wasn�t the guy that let himself be scared off by
any incoming stranger.

Though this one looked like a gruff version of Rei, or
maybe Garland, Tyson was sure they would be friends. He looked too nice to pass
up the opportunity!

�Three, two, one� let it rip!� both yelled.

Tyson�s grey beyblade landed on the ground in front of
them and started spinning around, and soon was joined by a completely dark brown
bey, with dark orange strips on its surface, that swiftly took after Dragoon,
clashing against it and sending it in the air.

�Come on Dragoon, show him what you�ve got!� Tyson yelled,
and Dragoon came back down, hitting the opponent�s bey, but the brown spinning
bey simply accused it without backing away.

�Shakkra!� Gavriil yelled, and the brown beyblade
disappeared from the sight, reappearing above Tyson�s, slamming down on it and
proceeding into clashing again and again, not giving Tyson a moment to gather
up thoughts.

�Come on Ty, you can do better than this!� yelled Max,
whilst Daichi was glaring at the bluenette.

�Don�t you dare lose against him!� he yelled so loudly
Gavriil and Rei winced.

Tyson nodded furiously and glaring at Gavriil he
yelled with all his might, �Dragoon, let�s show him what we�ve got! Come on,
Dragoon!�

The huge Blue Dragon sneaked out of the bit chip in
all its majesty, roaring as it uncurled above the battle field, and Tyson was
less than surprised to see Gavriil�s eyes follow the dragon�s shape �he was
definitely a good blader, it would be a waste if he couldn�t see BitBeasts.

�It really looks impressing,� Gavriil said, but
something in his tone made Bryan, Tala and Rei frown in confusion �whilst Tyson
merely laughed.

He didn�t sound impressed at all.

There was a hint of something in his voice, as if he
already knew the Dragon �which would be true, if �Alexandr� guy had seen any of
Tyson�s battles either on TV or in the stadium.

But still, something was off.

Dragoon counter attacked Shakkra with strong and
fierce clashes, hitting it over and over again, pushing it back until the line
of water the little pond in the garden provided, and it was obvious to the
bladers that �Alexandr� guy�s bey was to be thrown into anytime now.

�Shakkra! Finish this off!� Gavriil, not wanting to
take the battle longer than he first thought it would be needed to, grinned
almost maliciously, letting the adrenaline of the fight reach him.

A worth opponent was still a worth opponent.

�Dragoon, now! Push him down!� Tyson yelled.

Wrong move �Dragoon backed slightly away and rushed on
Shakkra like a bolt.

�Now! Move!�

With the last cry, the brown beyblade came to life and
spinning out of reach, reappeared behind Dragoon, and using the opponent�s
strength against it, he only had to brush against Dragoon to send it straight
down in the pond. Tyson�s beyblade fell on the bottom, unmoving.

�Seems like I win,� Gavriil mused.

He would have had more problems if Tyson had fought up
to his standards, but luckily for him, the pond had been there to finish him
off neatly.

Tyson gaped in shock at him and then at the still
spinning brown bey, while all the bladers �except for Tala and the NeoBorg, who
merely smirked� started to laugh at him, picking him up for his obvious mistake.

And only the NeoBorg actually understood that, that
new guy had not relied only on his luck� but also on his blading skills.

�Well then, Mr. Luck!� Tyson shook it off with a
laugh, not seeing Daichi�s hurt expression. �Why don�t you come inside and have
a drink with us?�

Gavriil almost beamed loudly �though he actually did
that inwardly� but he restrained himself, merely smirking in appreciation,
�that would be great,� he replied.

As supposed.

Too easy.

��

Translations (for Japanese, I used Hepburn):

Krasnij babochka (Russian) � Red butterfly

Akai chouchou (Japanese) � Red butterfly

Cyornij babochka (Russian) � Black butterfly

Kuroi chouchou (Japanese) � Black butterfly

Belij babochka (Russian) � White butterfly

Shiroi chouchou (Japanese) � White butterfly

Cepheus:
don�t mind the part in Russian and Japanese. Our Japanese teacher had the same
conversation with her daughter, and when she told that to us we were laughing
and so, Kammyh thought it would be amusing to use that. Of course the Russian
part was added.

Kammyh: chouchou,
chouchou!

CP: It
was about time I had the bad guys appear� so, review, tell me what you think!
Bring me light please! :)
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