This is my first fic, so r&r!

Kai has a best friend in this fic, so he's a little OOC. Kai fans, don't kill me!Also, I'm going to use my very own OC, Kira Stone, I thought her up, so please don't sue me!

A blonde boy jumps over the sleeping bags piled up in the center of the room carefully holding a water-balloon in his hand. He goes over to a sleeping blue-haired boy who is muttering something about 'no more pizza'. I'm sitting in the corner, giving him a don't-you-dare-do-that glare. Another boy dressed in Chinese clothes comes in. When he realizes what the blonde is going to do, he smiles in approval. The balloon-bearing boy shouts, "Bombs away!" and drops the balloon onto the sleeping boy. I groan inwardly. Five minutes later, all three of us are running from an angry and wet boy.

Welcome to my world. I'm Kai Hiwatari and the three immature idiots mentioned above are people who call themselves my friends, Max Tate, Tyson Granger and Ray Kon (in the order of their appearance). There are another two, called Kenny Kojou and Hilary Tatibana, but they don't live here like Tyson, Ray and myself. Max lives with his dad. I envy him. He doesn't have to bear Tyson's loud snores in the night.

The reason we're living here instead of our respective homes? A sport called beyblading. Beyblading is a sport (in which you launch your beyblade into a bowl, called a beystadium, and try to knock your opponent's blade out of the dish). Trust me, it's much more serious than it sounds. It's like life and death for some, including me and the rest of my friends. We're a team called the Blade breakers. We have gathered this year to train for the next World Championships, held about two months from now. Tyson's won them three times in a row now, never losing to the same person twice. Mr. Dickenson, the chairman of the BBA(Beyblade Battle Association) formed our team three years ago, and we became friends pretty soon afterwards.

Tyson is pretty confident about his abilities as a blader, and his best point is the fact that he's never lost to the same person twice. He realizes his opponent's weak point and then uses it against him. His bit-beast Dragoon chose him as his master because he never gives up, in beyblading and other fields too, although he's too dense to realize it yet. That's the reason for his loyalty to his team and his forgiveness towards his friends. He forgave me when I deserted the team two years ago and still regards me as a good friend. But not only is he dense, most of the time he's thinking about food and eats it without any etiquette.

Ray is at least smarter than the other two and much more mature. That may be because he's not Japanese. He was born and brought up in a village in China which used to train the children in beyblading. He likes using tactics with speed. Sometimes his beyblade speeds up so much that it can't be seen. He's had his share of being called a traitor. He left the village he had grown up in to go places and learn new techniques of beyblading. He's pretty much the cook for the team when we don't go to a restaurant to eat.

Max is the third member of our six-person team. He's very childish, and eating sugar gives him a sugar-rush, which is probably the reason he's usually smiling happily. His specialty in beyblading is defense and he can stop the strongest attacks. No wonder his bit-beast Draciel is a giant turtle. His dad lives in Tokyo, but his mother lives in America. Both work with beyblades.

Kenny(the chief) records all the data he can about beybladers and their blades on his laptop. He has a bit-beast too, but somehow he managed to trap it in his laptop instead of in a blade. So now he has a temperamental laptop. Not to mention that Dizzi's a female bit-beast. Girls. Which brings us to the last member of our team. Hilary's been with us for about a year and a half. She thought beyblading was a child's game at first. That is, until she saw our bit-beasts come out roaring at each other. From then onwards she stopped being skeptical and is now pretty much part of the team. She seems to love bossing Tyson around, but helps in her own way.

I'm the team captain. As I said earlier, my name's Kai Hiwatari. Most people stay away from me and I prefer to stay away from them. I only have a few friends and I only talk to them. I don't like wasting my words. Many people think what I don't like would fill about ten books. They're wrong. Just because I don't like speaking too much doesn't mean I have a permanently negative mind. I recovered the memories I'd lost with the help of Tyson & Co. They know a lot of my past. What they don't know is that I myself don't know that part of my past which I'm not telling them. I remember some things, but my memories are still fuzzy. About my past, it turns out that my crazy grandfather wanted to take over the world and raised me to help him. He's still out there and he wants me to return to him. As if I'd ever do that.

I hope you liked that! Oh, and I'm not including Daichi in this story as I don't like him.