Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ T-blade ❯ Exactly ( Chapter 5 )

Rain: Hol~a! Rain here with the latest chapter, chapter 4 of version 2 of T-Blade!

 

(CD player makes the sound of a crowd cheering.)

 

Ari: (Kicks it, causing it to snap in two)

 

Rain: (Scowls) What was that for?!

 

Ari: Do you realize you put Chrys in an Author's note before you introduced her?

 

Rain: . . . so? It's not like she said anything . . .

 

Ari: That's not the point! The point is- um- the point is-

 

Rain: Yeeeeeeeeeess?

 

Ari: Darnit! You stole my point! I'll kill you! (Starts to chase Rain)

 

Rain: (Starts to run, forgetting she can just throw Ari out of her note)

 

Tyson: (Pops in from nowhere, as characters often do around Rain) Rain does not own Beyblade or the quotes, but she does own the Angels, T-blade and Triton. (mutters) Why she likes owning * that * town I'll never know especially after they ***************.

 

 

Speakers: SPOILERS! SPOILERS! SPOILERS!

 

Rain and Ari: TY!

 

Speakers: SPOILERS! SPOILERS! SPOILERS!

 

Tyson: SORRY!

 

Speakers: (continues to wail)

 

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{{Tyson and Ari}}

 

+Terry+

 

“Talking”

 

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Woody Allen

I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.

 

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(Tyson's POV)

 

(During the scene with Kai, Kenny, and Dizzy)

 

Tyson climbed into his bed, lying on top of the covers without so much as a thought a yanking his hat over his eyes. To anyone else it would have seemed like he was a sleep.

 

He was anything but. Breathing deeply Tyson slipped himself into light meditation, taking the time to regulate his heart rate, breathing, and muscle position so he would feel refreshed when he came out of the trance. He had other things to do tonight, after all.

 

Finished with the physical world, he relaxed into a much deeper trance, the physical world melting away completely. Almost immediately he was racing along what seemed to be a tunnel of fire and darkness before coming to the end with a pop.

 

He was in a forest of sorts, sitting by a lake and watching bemusedly as the light played tricks on the water. A second later there was another inaudible pop and a pair of warm arms slipped around his from behind.

 

+Hey Ty, what are you thinking about?+

 

He smiled and turned slightly took look at Terry.

 

{{You, of course.}}

 

She smiled and buried her face in his neck.

 

For a few minutes they sat there, each completely spell bound by the other, when Ty finally felt Terry getting ready to ask the question.

 

He stiffened slightly and did his best to get ready.

 

+Why, Ty? Where did you go?+

 

She needed to know. She'd never forgive him if he didn't tell her, but . . .

 

She felt his hesitation and yanked herself away from him. Ty spun, trying to explain, to tell her why-

 

But she was already gone.

 

......................................................

 

Tyson sighed softly as he opened his eyes, back in his bed. He glared briefly at the sunlight invading his room, but it wasn't the sunlight he was really angry with. It was Terry. And himself.

 

And possibly Ari.

 

Speaking of . . .

 

{{Ty? You up?}}

 

{{Of course I'm up. My room has been invaded by the enemy.}}

 

He felt her snort.

 

{{If you mean the sunlight, it's `invaded' every room. Are you packed?}}

 

{{Packed? Packed for what?}}

 

{{To leave, of course. And what did you do to Teresa?}}

 

{{To leave to go where? Why wasn't I told? And you * know * why Terry is angry with me.}}

 

{{We're going to the manor and you weren't told cause I only convinced `Sharky' this morning. If you'd get up sooner, you'd have known. And why didn't you explain to her?}}

 

{{She didn't give me the chance. And get up sooner? Are you insane? That would give the light more of an advantage!}}

 

{{Oh, honestly . . . Anyways, get packed.}}

 

{{Right. Where are we going again?}}

 

{{I just told you- the manor!}}

 

Tyson paused in the middle of pulling his shirt on. {{The manor? Why the manor?}}

 

{{ . . . Sharky is Voltaire's grandson, isn't he?}}

 

{{Yes. You don't think he's going to betray us, do you?}}

 

{{He doesn't know enough * to * betray us, and I'd prefer to think he wouldn't either way- though it's better to be safe then sorry. But it's bad enough we're all together, the energy signals we must be giving off- I can't imagine. Kai being here is like adding insult to injury.}}

 

{{Because he's still being watched.}}

 

{{Exactly.}}

 

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Rain: R&R please!