14Marin: Well, just for you to know, this is my first fanfic ever, so it might not be such a good one.
I've been thinking about writing a fanfic for some time now, but I haven't had any idea what it should
be about until now. I hope you'll like it and you'll have to excuse my bad english, since it's not
my native language. (Or how you say it.) I'm trying to improve my english. I'm quite picky when it
comes to spelling and I usually get annoyed if I spell a word wrong. That is why I always use a pencil
when I write. I don't like writing with pens because you can't erase what you have written.
Although I like to draw with pens. By using a pen, you can't erase and therefore, it keeps you motivated
not do draw wrong. Most of the pens I use has either blue or purple ink. For some time I have been looking
for a pen with black ink, but I haven't found one yet, although I-
Varden: Yeah, yeah, are you gonna write the fic or not? Some people might get impatient..
Marin: Oh, sorry... I almost forgot. U
Varden: You always forget things, you stupid old hag!
Marin: Hey, I'm not old! I'm only 18!
Varden: ...
Marin: What?
Varden: Nevermind... Anyways, on with the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade nor any of the characters in it!
(If I did, the Bladebreakers would all be dress in pink! Moahahahahahahahahaaaaaaa! Just kidding! -)
Chapter 1
Monday. Chiba, Japan
- Hey Max! Are you coming or what?
- Yeah! Hold on a sec!
Max yelled as he finished brushing his hair down and put it in a low pony-tail. He had started to wear it like
that ever since he moved to this town. Right after the World Championship only 1 year ago, Max's parents
had told him that they were going to move. Max of couse, didn't want to move, since he wouldn't be able
to see his friends anymore. And his secret crush... (A/N: I'm not gonna tell you who it is!)
Max grabbed his jacket and went out the door. He walked over to his friends who were waiting for him.
- Took you long enough. Come on, let's go. Hiroshi is already waiting for us at his house, Jun said.
- I just got out from the shower and I had to put some clothes on, can you blame me?
- No, of course not, you little cutie!
Makoto said as he ruffled Max's blonde hair. Max hated it when he did that. He felt like a little child.
Just because Max were only a little shorter than his friends, his friends liked to ruffle his hair.
He got to know his friends almost immediately as he moved here. They were in the same class and they
had almost the same interests. One thing that suprised Max was that his friends somehow helped him
to discover a hidden talent that he didn't know he had. He could sing. And very good I might add!
They started a band and in only a few month, they were a known band in their town.
Max was the singer and he also played the keyboard, Makoto played the guitar, Hiroshi was on the drums
and Jun played the bass. They wrote the music and the lyrics all by themselves. Well, Makoto wrote the lyrics
while the other three came up with the music. Max's parents were happy about the fact that Max liked the
town they lived in and that he had made some new friends, but there was one thing that worried them.
Ever since the accident, Max hasn't mentioned anything about the rest of the Bladebreakers.
What accident you might ask, well, only a few weeks after they had moved to Chiba,
Max got hit by a car one day on his way home after school. His parents were terrified when they got
the news from the local hospital. Fortunately, Max was almost fully recovered from the accident, except
for one thing. He had suffered amnesia. He didn't remember anything from before they moved to Chiba,
nor his childhood. And most importantly, he didn't remember the Bladebreakers, at all...
- Finally you're here! I thought you three would never come!
- Yeah, thanks to Max, Jun said as he pointed at Max.
- Hey, it's not my fault that I was in the shower when you guys came to my house!
- Whatever... Jun said as he crossed his arms and closed his eyes.
Max glared at Jun and pouted. Jun opened one eye to see Max pouting at him. Soon, he started to chuckle.
- What? Max asked at he stopped pouting and raised an eyebrow.
- Do you know how cute you look when you pout, Maxie?
- Oh, shut up! Max said as he blushed slightly. Makoto chuckled.
- Are you guys coming or not? We have to practise some more before our gig at the club on Saturday.
- Yeah, we're coming.
Saturday. Morning. On a train towards Chiba, Japan.
- Yay! I'm so happy! We're going to see Maxie again! Tyson exclaimed.
- I wonder how he has been without us around, Rei said.
- I'm sure he has missed us a lot! I've missed him so much!
- Could you stop yelling and shut up? You're giving me a headache.
- Sorry Kai, but I can't help it!
- Hey, Tyson. What's that? Rei pointed out the train window.
- Huh? I can't see anything. What did you point at? Tyson said as he looked out the window.
- There. That cloud, Rei said as he pointed at the sky.
- Oh yeah! Now I see! Hmm, what can it be? Oh, I know! A birdie!
Quickly, while Tyson was looking away, Rei pinched the carotid arteries on Tyson's neck.
- Aah! Rei! What are you-
Tyson stopped as he suddenly fell asleep. His head resting on Rei's shoulder.
- Rei, what did you do to make Tyson shut up? Kai asked and Rei smiled as he said:
- Sleeperhold.
- Oh... How long will he be out?
- I don't know... A couple of hours, maybe?
- Well, you're carrying him of the train when we arrive at Chiba, since you made him sleep.
- ...Darn...
Saturday. 6 pm.
- Where's the hotel now again? Tyson asked. (A/N: He woke up just a little while ago.)
- It's at the end of this road.
They continued to walk down the sidewalk as Tyson noticed a poster on a wall they just walked past.
- Hey guys! Look at this!
Rei and Kai walked over to where Tyson stood and looked at the poster. It was about a local band.
- They look to be around our age. "Detached Souls". Nice name on a band, Rei said.
- Yeah, it is. Wait! Doesn't that guy in the middle look familiar?
- Well, when you say it, he does look familiar...
All three of them looked a little closer, then Kai said:
- It's Max!
Rei's and Tyson's eyes widened when they saw it too.
- What! Max is in a band! Tyson exclaimed.
- Without telling us? Rei said while looking at Tyson and Kai.
- Apparently. When are they going to perform?
- Umm... Tonight at 9 pm at a club called "Lights of Neon". Why do you wonder?
- Well, I thought maybe we could see him there?
- Good idea Kai!
- Yeah. Now, let's go to the hotel, shall we?
- Sure. Let's go.
Later. 9 pm.
- Do you see Max anywhere? Rei asked.
- No.
The club was quite small and it looked like it could hold about 500 people or so. There were two floors
with an opening in the middle of the second floor so you could see the stage. (A/N: It's hard to explain! ;)
It was quite dark in the club except for the stagelights and some dim-lighted lamps on the walls.
There were a lot of teenagers there and most of them went to the same school as the Detached Souls.
- Look! The band is gonna start playing now.
Makoto, Hiroshi and Jun stepped out on the stage and went over to their respective instruments.
Makoto started playing a short little melody on his guitar as Max walked in.
- I thought Max was in this band, but I can't see him on stage. Just some girl, Tyson said.
- Maybe it wasn't Max on the poster? Maybe it was someone else?
- Yeah, you're probably right. Should we go?
- Nah. Since we came here we could at least stay here and watch the show, Rei said.
- Are you two blind or what?
- What do you mean by that? Rei asked.
- Yeah! We're not blind! I can see you very clearly! Tyson shouted at Kai.
- That's not what I meant, Kai said as he sighed.
- Then, what did you mean, Kai?
- That "girl" on the stage is Max! Can't you see that?
Tyson and Rei turned their heads towards the stage and looked closer at the "girl". Both of them gasped.
- You're right, Kai! It is Max!
Everyone in Detached Souls wore matching outfits. All of them wore black Elegant Gothic Aristocrat-style
jackets with silver and white details. Makoto, Jun and Hiroshi wore plain black pants and black shoes,
while Max wore some sort of a ruffled skirt that was short in the front and a little longer in the back.
On his feet he wore black high-heeled boots with silver and white details, that went up to his knees.
Max walked over to the keyboard and started playing along with Makoto's melody. Soon, Hiroshi and Jun
started to play along. Rei heard someone saying that the song they were playing was called "Blue Candles".
After the song called "Blue Candles", Detached Souls played three more great songs. It was:
"Eternal Darkness", "Fragile As Crystal" and "Reflection In The Mirror". But the last song,
"Syntesizer Orchestra" was the most beautiful song they had ever heard. One amazing thing about the song
was that Max actually played the whole song all by himself on the keyboard! The song was a mixture of
both Russian and Chinese music. (A/N: No need to tell you that Rei and Kai heard that. )
- Wow, I never thought Max could play like that! "Syntesizer Orchestra" was really something!
- It was sounded Chinese/Russian, Rei and Kai said at the same time.
- Well, actually, it's a mixture of both. A familiar voice said.
Rei, Kai and Tyson turned around and looked at the person who just walked out from the entrance.
- Maxie! Tyson exclaimed as he ran over to Max and hugged him. Rei and Kai walked over to them.
- How have you been, buddy? We've missed you so much! Tyson said as he let go of Max.
- Yeah. A year is a way long time, Rei said.
Kai noticed that Max had some kind of confused and slightly scared expression on his face. He, as well as
Rei and Tyson was really suprised at what Max said to them next:
- Umm, I don't want to be rude but... Who are you guys?
To Be Continued...
Marin: There. The very first chapter of my very first fic is finally done! I'm so happy! -giggles-
Varden: Compared to other fanfics, this chapter was short.
Marin: Don't complain! Do you know how hard it is to write in another language?
Varden: I don't think it's hard.
Marin: Of course you don't! You're a made-up character of mine! You're not a real person!
Varden: Don't you think I know that?
Marin: You're just a voice in my head who likes to argue with me.
Varden: Is it my fault that I like to argue?
Marin: No. But I always have one threat to make you shut up.
Varden: Oh yeah, and what's that? Tape over my mouth with ducktape?
Marin: No. Tell Marina thank you like her.
Varden: You wouldn't dare!
Marin: Oh yes, I would!
Varden: ... -mumbles-