The Kitsune Blader Written By: The Al Bhed Known as Amaria Original characters created by: look up Theme Song: Holiday by Green day Chapter dedicated to my sister, my parents, and the people affected by hurricane Katrina and Hurricane Rita. My prayers go out to you all. Chapter Two: A Feeling of Warning and the First Battle "Dreea! My clothes won't all fit in the closet!" "What do you mean all your clothes won't fit in the closet?! Larisa, you can't use the whole thing!" "Why not?" "Because Mark and I need to put some of our clothes in there to!" "But Dreeeeeaaaa! Mine deserve it more!" "That's it, I'm interfering." "Dreea stop! What are you doing?!" Dreea paused in yanking clothing out of the closet, turning and raising an eyebrow at her team mate. "I'm making room for my own clothes, what's it look like?" "But where will the rest of my clothes go?!?" "Your suitcase." Larisa whined, glaring at her friend. "Your mean Dreea." "No I'm not," Dreea took her own clothing out of her suitcase and started hanging it up, "it's not my fault you brought so much clothing. And look, Mark and I's clothes only take up 2/3 of the closet, you get the rest." Larisa whined again, but Dreea just ignored her, closing the suitcases and putting them in the bottom of the closet for storage. "I got the schedule!" Mark exclaimed, entering the room. He lifted his eyebrow in amusement, seeing the floor covered in Larisa's clothing. "Let me guess, she bought out a whole store again?" "Maybe more." Dreea commented, falling frontwards onto her bed and rolling over onto her back. Mark laughed before closing the door and walking inside, being careful not to step on any of the clothes. After having almost been killed by Larisa after barely touching her scarf with his shoe once, he didn't want to get her mad again. "As I was saying, I got the schedule for the bey battles." he tossed it over to Dreea, the laminated paper landing on her face. The brown haired girl picked it up and held it over her head, scanning the page for their name. Finding it, she followed the connecting line to the name of the team they were battling. Reading the name, she raised an eyebrow. "The Glamour Girls? You have got to be kidding me." Mark chuckled, shaking his head. "Apparently, they're an American team." "Shouldn't be to hard to beat." Larisa commented, sifting through all her clothes to decide which ones would go in the closet and which ones would go in the suitcase. "Thats for sure." Dreea mumbled, letting the paper flutter to the ground and closing her eyes. She groaned when her stomach grumbled. She had refused to eat anything they were serving on the plane, as it tasted like cardboard to her sensitive tastebuds, and after going four hours without food, she was one hungry Canadian. "I need fooooood." she whined, getting up and walking towards the door. "Me to." Larisa chirped, bouncing after her friend. "I'll just hang out here." Mark called after them, Larisa closing the hotel room door behind she and Dreea. "So, where to?" Larisa asked her friend, bouncing beside her. Dreea shrugged, licking her lips at the thought of a nice juicy burger. "I could care less, as long as they have food." XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX "Oh man, that was sooo good." Dreea purred, stretching her arms out above her head as she and Larisa walked out of the burger shop. Her team mate giggled. "I wouldn't know, I had the sundae." Dreea laughed, letting her arms fall back down to her sides as she and Larisa walked back towards the hotel. "So, think we stand a chance in the tournament?" Dreea faked a shocked look at her friends question, nodding her head. "Definitely, we'll do good, I know it," she paused, grinning at her friend. "So anyways, wha...." feeling a warning signal snap inside her head, Dreea's head snapped back, her eye's darting around the area behind them. Was that....? "Dreea, whats wrong?" the brown haired girls thoughts were cut off by her friends question. "Nevermind, it's nothing." she replied quickly, slowly turning to face the direction of the hotel again. I could've sworn I just sensed a demon nearby..... XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX "Welcome to Australia Tournament 2005!" the crowd roared at the announcers call, people waving around banners displaying the logos of their favorite teams. "Why are we here so early? Our first battle isn't until..." Mariah paused, yawning before continuing, " this afternoon." "We're here to check out the competition, Mariah. Plus Rei wants to see how good a certain new team is." the pink haired girl glanced at Lee suspiciously out of the corner of her eye. "What team?" "Team Canadia." she looked over at Rei, the chinese neko-jin searching through the crowds for a sign of Dreea or her team mates. "It's time for the first bey battle of the day folks! Glamour Girls versus Team Canadia!" Rei, Lee and Mariah all looked over to the big bey dish rising out of the ground, the crowd cheering once more as they waited for the teams to come out. "Starting off the tournament for the glamour girls is team leader Jeslyn." a picture of a girl with long blue hair and dark blue eye's who was wearing way too much makeup appeared on the screen, a picture of a blue and pink beyblade spinning near it. The girl pictured, Jeslyn, walked up to her side of the dish, a preppy smile on her face. "And starting off the tournament for Team Canadia as Jeslyn's opponent, Larisa Aukstaitis!" the blond girls picture popped up on the opposite side as Jeslyn's picture, a red and pink blade spinning near her name, and the girl herself walked up to the blade, balancing a emotionless stare on Jeslyn. "Your going down prep." she chirped happily, whipping out her blade and matching launcher and prepairing to launch. "We'll see about that." Jeslyn yelled, pulling out her blade and launcher a bit less gracefully then Larisa had. "3...2....1.....LET IT RIP!" the announcer called. "LET IT RIP!" both girls yelled, launching their blades. Larisa smirked at the pattern she immediately detected from Jeslyn's. It was one she had been taught to beat. "Attack!" Jeslyn called, her blade clumsily shooting for Larisa's. Larisa sighed dramatically and simply waved her hand, her blade dodging the attack easily and then shooting back at it for it's own round of attacks, each hitting dead on. "This is sooooo boring!" Larisa punctuated the though with a big yawn, causing Jeslyn's powdered face to turn red with anger. "I think it's time to end this. Shunme! Knock her out of the dish!" the red and pink blade's engine gear kicking in, it span faster and shot straight at Jeslyn's blade, the force of the direct hit sending the other blade up and over the edge of the dish, landing on the ground below. "And Larisa wins the first battle!" the crowd broke out in a roar of cheering and clapping, the canadian blader catching her blade when it shot at her and flipping her hair, winking at the crowd before turning and walking back down the stairs to the dish. Jeslyn picked up her blade and stalked back down to her team mates, obviously pissed that she had lost. "Time for the second round!" the crowd quieted down to hear who would be battling. "The winner of this battle will determine whether there will be a third round or not. Up for the glamour girls, Ashley Talmey!" a picture of a girl with long purple hair and grey eye's popped up on the screen, a a blue and purple blade spinning next to her name. "And up for Team Candia, Mark Burns!" the black haired bladers picture popped up, the girls screaming and squealing in glee, his red and white blade spinning next to his name. Ashley walked up to her side of the dish, looking a bit hassled as she pulled out her blade and launcher. Jeslyn had obviously taken her anger out on her team mate. Mark walked up to his side of the dish, waving his hands around at the crowd and winking, causing a few girls in the stands to giggle and shout out and others to faint. "Thankyou! Thankyou!" he called out, stopping when a shoe hit him in the back of his head. Looking back to where he knew Larisa and Dreea were standing ready to chuck more shoes at him, he grinned. "Ok, I'll stop." seeing there heads disappear behind the platform again, he grinned more and turned back to the dish, whipping out his blade and launcher. "Good luck." Mark blinked a bit in surprise, not expecting Ashley to be nice after the defeat of her teammate, but then grinned back. "You to." "3...2...1...Let it rip!" "Let it rip!" both launched, and Mark could see right away that Ashley was a better blader them her leader. He, they should've made her the leader instead. he thought, watching the blades bash into each other over and over, the smirk never leaving his lips. Over and over again the blades bashed into each other, neither gaining nor loosing either ground. Mark waited until he saw an opening, then grinned, his eye's flashing. "Hyou!" he called, grinning," lets heat things up a bit bud!" his blade pulsed briefly before shooting away from Ashley's blade and zipping around and around the dish, doing circles around his opponent's blade. Ashley attempted to follow Mark's blades movements, but soon found she would simply get dizzy if she watched it for to long. Seeing her gaze was broken, Mark smirked again. "Hyou! Attack now!" his blade broke from it's spinning cycle and collided with Ashleys, causing her blade to fly out of the dish and straight at her, Ashley managing to catch it. "Hyou, return." catching his blade when it shot back at him, Mark grinned over at Ashley. "Good battle." She smiled back, an honest smile. "You to." then she turned and walked back to where her teammates were. Mark stood watching her for a second before blinking and laughing when he was glomped by Larisa, the blond giggling madly. "Team Canadia wins the first round and will be moving on to the next one!" Dreea walked up as well, clapping her team mate on his shoulder and grinning. "Nice work Mark." he laughed, placing Larisa back on her feet. "Why thankyou." "They're pretty good bladers." Lee commented, watching the exchange from his seat in the stands. "Yes, but I wish we'd gotten to see Dreea battle as well." Rei said quietly, watching the brown haired girl carefully. "Oh who cares! I can probably beat her easily!" Mariah humphed, attempting to pull Rei's attention back to her. "I'm not so sure about that Mariah." she blinked and looked back at Lee. "He's right Mariah," she turned to once again look at Rei, the taller boy finally turning his attention to her, "We've only seen Mark and Larisa battle, and both are very good. But Dreea is the team leader, which means that she is probably the most powerful of the trio." Mariah humphed again and sat back in her seat. "Ya, well, I still say I could beat her." "You may get your chance yet," Lee reminded her," afterall, there's no telling who we'll be up against in the rounds to come." "Lee's right, and we all have to work hard at doing our best." Mariah nodded, smiling at Rei. "Of course!" XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX There, second chapter up. I do hope people are going to enjoy this fic, as I have some cool ideas for it. Anyhoo, to the reviewers: Fire Falcon: Glad you liked it, thanks for the review! BeyMistress05:wai! Your reading this as well as my other one! That makes me happy!"huggle" glad you liked it, and thanks! I honestly never thought I would be an aunt. o.o. But anyways, you better get that story up soon! Thanks for the review! Kyogue:yes, I made a new story! I'm glad you like it! I love it when people like my work! Hope I didn't take to long to update, and thanks for the review! sokkazukofan:Yay! I'm glad your liking it! And yes I know who you are, I wouldn't pretend I didn't! And lol, I don't think I'll need any OC's, I think I've got that covered, but you never know. Thanks for the review! Ok people, I might not update It's Happening Again! Until wednesday or maybe even the weekend, because I'm going to an orientation for some volunteer hours tomorrow, and I don't know how busy I'm going to get afterwards. I will update this, that fic, and I will start the transfigurator fairly soon, but I haven't even started on the outline for this one or that one, so please be patient. Anyways, ja ne, peace out, Amaria