Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ He knows where you are! ❯ MY ROOM! ( Chapter 2 )

Last time…

He wondered over to it, and collected it of the floor. Holding it in the air, the jacket was covered in little rips. Covering his body with the jacket, he made his way out of the door, to find his teammates…

Chapter 2: MY ROOM!

Tala’s eyelids gracefully blinked, looking to his right.

“Tala!”

A familiar voice was heard calling out. Casting his eyes over to the voice, he distinguished a young girl, about the age of 15.

“Hey Tala… Where have you been...? I’ve been looking for you!”

A girl consumed in Black clothing was dressed in jeans with a studded belt holding her beyblade and launcher. Underneath her trousers, were her boots, which were black too. A Black sleeveless top was all that covered her upper part of her body. Her Blondie/ brown hair fell to mid back.

Skidding to a stop, she started to inhale deep breaths.

“Do you happen to know what the time is?” She stared up at him.

Tala couldn’t make out why she was in such a state of rush.

“Sorry Rikki, I don’t.”

“Arh, forget it…Time to go home, so lets book it!”

They started to walk home, back to there house where they would be greeted by the rest of the Neo Borg.

Tala’s POV

‘She doesn’t know how glad I am to see her…’Looking forward, I could see are house, down the road.

‘It’s been, about, 2-3 months since Rikki joined the Neo Borgs. She’s been a big help to the team and they’re commitment to are new home and school. She gets along with us really well, and it seems that she don’t mind hanging around with us, either! Which… I find pretty strange for me. I’m to use to training with guys more then girls, and as well as that! I do mostly find girl annoying, however, something about her is different… I’m not sure but I think its to do with her past! I’m just going to have to wait and find out!’

End POV

After they reached the building they called home, it was 3:46pm.

The door lead in to the grand hall, which had stairs following up then separating mid way. The hall was decorated with gold and white paint, creating a sensational pattern. To the left of the grand hall, was a hallway, which had about 10 rooms, 5 each side.

To the right had 10 rooms, yet again, 5 each side but this time the rooms had the living room, Kitchen, Library and other useless rooms.

Going up stairs, on the left was a balcony and another hallway containing 5 rooms, being there dormitories. On the right side was about 5 rooms used as the Gym, Grand bathroom, study, games room including a mini cinema and the last room being a spear.

Dumping their bags on the floor, Rikki headed of to the kitchen, for a nice hot drink, instead she found Ian Stuffing his face with crap.

Tala walked in to the living room where Spencer was watching the T.V Spread out on the couch, so Tala claimed his spot on the armchair by slinging himself into it.

“Wats up Tala? You looked beat…!” Spencer could tell something was up by the vibrations Tala was giving through his glare.

“Ah…Its nothing…”

Tala glanced at the ceiling with his semi-opened eye’s that were glistering. His eyes were gently closing then gapping again.

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Rikki was quite happily placed at the table, in the kitchen with Ian who was making a mess of it!

“…Then, he was like, give it here and all that, so I had to…”

Rikki cut Ian of mid way…

“Ian, could you sort of stop yakking and clean the mess up a bit!” Bringing the cup of tea to her mouth and sipping from it.

“Huh… oh, sorry Rikki!” Ian jumped of the counter and started to clear it up. She faintedly closed her eyes and let out a little sigh, shacking her head slightly, still holding the cup.

Suddenly, out of no where, the kitchen door flow open in rage and standing in the door way as a steaming, angry, Bryan with a face that could melt the ice burg that sank the Titanic.

“IAN…Where is my disk!” Bryan was tempted to murder the short ass but was being held back by a piece of thread ready to break. He stood there, not moving a muscle until he had what he willingly came for…Ian’s dead body.

“Your disk…! Ah…Yes, well…you see I!”

“Yes Ian… Carrie on!”

Ian froze for a sec then blurted out…

“I took it because I had a really bad match with this Kid and we played for stakes…”

“And…?” Bryan let out a snort the crossed his arms in annoyance.

“And then…I lost!” Ian posed a cheesy fake grin.

“And!”

“I had to give him a part of my blade, which sorta happened to be your disk…” Ian’s voice faded out with sweat drops forming.

“AND!” Bryan shouted in frustration.

Ian’s face looked confused and clueless, not knowing what else to say. Then, being the idiot he is, finished with something that would of started world war 3…

“The End…” He said in a wimpy voice.

“…” That little piece of thread, holding his fury in, snapped.

‘RUN LITTLE MAN!’ was written all over Bryans face.

‘SHIT, FUCK, SHIT, FUCK, SHIT, FUCK …’ was written crossed Ian’s face and mind.

A disturbing silence fell over Ian, for he was in deep shit, and not just any deep shit…Oh no! It was deep!

Ian bypassed Bryans grasp and started legging it around the room, swerving pacific objects e.g. Rikki, while being hunted down by Bryan. He managed to latch him self on to Ian and hold him up so his feet were nowhere near the floor. An evil looking grin crept across Bryan’s mouth.

“Bryan…”

He glanced to his side to find Rikki Staring at him very unceasingly.

“Um…yer!” Ian was still kicking and screaming with no luck. Bryan’s muscles are too strong for him (Weakling).

“That disk…! Wasn’t that the heavy weight one?”

“…What’s it too you…?”

“I hid that one in my draw…” Bryan stood there with a clue less face on, as to say ‘And’.

“In my room, where all my personal stuff is…!” Rikki finished off.

His grip on Ian loosened as well as his face did. He realized what she was going at. Ian was lying on the floor rubbing his ass. Jumping up on to his feet, he turned to Rikki…

“I swear! I didn’t go in your room…! It was all Bryan!”

Pointing a finger at Bryan.

“WAT! MY FAULT…!” He said in a harsh voice, yelling, “Why you little…!” But was shortly cut off by an extremely violent looking rikki. Both boys stood there in fear with sweat drops.

“YOU WENT IN MY ROOM!” Forcing her head up while gritting her teeth, she slammed down her cup.

Bryan’s POV

‘This is not good!’

Ian is standing by my side and although I’m about a meter away, I can still see him sweating like hell! Hehe! It’s quite Hilarious when you see Ian struggling to not shit him self!

Oh… crap! I’m just in as much shit as he is! Actually! I’m in more! AHHHH… Noooooo…! Wait, wait… Calm it Bryan! You’re working up a sweat over nothing. She’s a girl and you’re a boy that has been beaten and bruised way more then what she could possibly do! AND…! I’m way more over powering then she is!

Normal POV

“I strongly suggest you remove yourselves from the kitchen before I do it personally for you!”

With that, Ian was out of the door faster then a bullet on fire, leaving Bryan standing there. Rikki placed her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow.

Bryan crossed his arms and raised his eyebrow back at her.

“I’m not as fucking wimpy as turd face!”

“Really! Wanna try that theory…”

Rikki new that if she had a fight with him he would win! Hands down! But, she new that even though Bryan was rough and dominating, he would never hurt a girl, especially herself. He got sorter, on the inside!

Still standing there, Rikki made her first move. She suddenly disappeared from in front of him. Fading in from his side, His quick reflexes dogged her punch, that she made weak, and grasped her are pulling her down. Then slipped both of his vigorous arms around her waist trapping her, in his control!

Facing him, she let out a sigh…Her feet were lifted of the ground, about afoot, so it mad it hard for her to move or wiggle, for she was sandwiched between his arms and body!

“Fine…you win, but I’m still not happy about you being in my room!”

“I doubt you will ever get over that, will you?” Bryan remarked.

“Maybe…maybe not!” She wiggled a bit, trying to free her arms but it was futile, he was squeezing to tightly for her to realise from.

“Come on Rikki! I didn’t touch or do anything in your room!” He stared at her with puppy eyes on (Bryan…Puppy eyes… Hard to imagine). So pure and stress less, Filled the orbs of his shimmering eyes.

She looked away, but she could still feel him looking upon her with his puppy eyes. She turned her head and glanced at him from the side.

“Krise almighty! Ok… I forgive you, but please put me back on my feet were I can Breath!”

Bryan stood her back down, and let go. She brushed her self of and then shook her head grinning to her self.

“What’s up with you?” Bryan questioned.

“Just thinking off the fear in your eyes wene I screamed at you and Ian…You looked so innocent but we all know that’s not true!”

She walked of, out the room, leaving a clueless Bryan standing In the Kitchen.

“I am too innocent… I think!” Scratching his head...