A/N: Oh. My. Gosh! I am so terribly SORRY for not updating for so long! I feel just horrible for making you guys wait. You see, my summer was busier than I expected, I couldn't find time to be on the computer! I couldn't even find time to write…I hope you'd all understand ((in a year kasi I'll be in college so life has grown pretty stressful lately)). Once more I am so SORRY!!! Updates are finally here! I hope the wait was worth it…enjoy!xD

Needless to say, I'm a cat lover…so I did research on this…yeah…forgive wrong data…

…btw, this is a twin fic for TinyTERI, dedicated to her, Butterfly-winged Rat, Imperial Lung and nonymous…because there's a little something for all of you in here!!!

The Dog Convention

Chapter One

Hiro Kinomiya, elder brother of Tyson Kinomiya, amusedly watched his otoutou drink soothing tea in the dining area of their spacious dojo. He smiled to himself as he though of suing the tea makers, for their brew had a somewhat reverse effect.

Tyson was gripping the innocuous tea cup dangerously tight and was fuming mad. It wasn't the tea really…team BEGA had just entered their humble abode. The aforementioned group wanted the feisty bluenette and his friends to go with them to the Annual Von Beanfield Convention in Florence, Italy.

Let me tell you something about this convention…

Everyone can learn how to take care of a dog. Few passionate and inspired individuals take this craft to the next level. This trend began with the holding of town dog shows. Winners and their winning pets were sent to the regionals to compete and worm their way to the nationals. From there, teams of the best dog trainers and breeders are formed and geared up for international competitions.

Numerous large companies host such meetings, but the Von Beanfield Dog Convention is the most notorious. A-grade, professional teams from around the world battle out the most nail-biting face offs in dog show history. BEGA and Tyson's team called the Bladebreakers are just two of these international competitors. We shall meet more as the story commences.

For now, we return to BEGA's arrival in the Kinomoya dojo…

The current situations was this: Hiro was watching Tyson watch Rei (a Bladebreaker) watch Mystel (a BEGAn) as the bouncy golden haired Egyptian waltzed in the living room. The tan boy looked so carefree, untroubled, unaware…naïve, hence the Jap ardently loathed his guts. Those sickeningly charming characteristics and more had captured the heart and fancy of who should be HIS…Rei Kon.

Yes, Tyson'e body and soul had devoted themselves to worship the Chinese team mate. Trouble was, those frisky amber eyes had their attention elsewhere.

This unheard, unseen, unspoken feud kept the elder Kinomiya amused for the time being…until barks broke the mood.

Two dogs, namely Sake, a dachshund, and Vodka, a cocker spaniel, belonging to Kai Hiwatari, who was lounging in the living room, jumped up to greet the guests.

The less enthusiastic but happy owner's attention was caught and he looked up and smile.

"Hey…you guys are here early…" The Russian stood up and ushered the other team in.

"Nice haul this year," remarked Garland as his dogs Posh and Boogle, twin bichon frise, gamboled into the house, playfully tackling Sake and Vodka to the floor.

"Where're the rest?" Brooklyn asked in his mild way.

"It's better to leave and arrive early in Florence," added Mingming.

"Well, they weren't really expecting you guys to arrive so early…" Hiro emerged from the kitchen with an apologetic smile. "Ty's in the kitchen as usual. He's with Rei though. How's about I call the others upstairs, ne?" And he headed for the stairs.

Before Hiro could take another step, though, four more dogs, a dandie dinmont terrier, two beagles and a poodle named Shmoo, Shritz, Sizzle and Shuggy respectively, almost knocked the elder bluenette off his feet as they raced to meet their furry friends. The hyperactive wake was followed up by their groggy owner, Max Mizuhara, whom they had been pestering since that morning along with Kenny and Daichi in the upstairs bedrooms.

"Oh hey guys," the freckled blonde greeted, flushed and panting. "How was your trip?"

"Smooth enough, thanks for asking," replied Mystel cheerily, hugging his shy Summertime, a mocha scottish terrier, as the rest of the Bladebreakers and BEGA members settled on squashy couches to engage in conversation or watch their dogs.

"Hey Hiro?" the Egyptian asked, turning to the tall Jap. "Summertime's quite sick from the plane ride. Where could we go to take a breather and get a bite to eat?"

Wine red eyes widened at the simple openness of that smile and he couldn't help but return it. "In the kitchen…I'm going there to get refreshments actually. You'll find Rei and Tyson in there for company."

"Thanks!"

Hiro absolutely could NOT think of a reason why his little brother disliked the platinum blonde so much…excluding the fact Rei liked him.

And speaking of Rei liking him…

"Mystel!" the neko-jin exclaimed jubilantly as he came in, effectively (and rudely) finishing the former's direction-lacking conversation with a tongue-tied Tyson.

"Hello Rei—oof!" he grunted out as the ebony-haired Asian squeezed the air out of his lungs. "I'm glad to see you too…"

Hiro wanted to laugh at the expression on his otoutou's face. "Would you or Summertime like anything in particular, Mystel?" he asked, preparing a tray of lemonade to serve to the trainers in the living room.

The terrier flumped her tail lazily as she stretched out on her stomach on the table, basking in her owner's pets and strokes.

"Nothing much for us. Water would be f—"

"Don't fuss about it Hiro," interjected Rei good-naturedly. "I'll take care of it."

The elder Kinomiya blinked. "Suit youself." To Tyson he whispered. "Looks like you and the dog could use some chilling out…"

"What?" asked the uptight bluenette and followed the direction of his brother's finger.

Surprise, surprise…it seemed that Summertime disliked Rei flirting with Mystel.

"Count Tibitee in the club. His brooding could match Kai's," he said when he saw the small terrier.

"Or," Hiro replied, mock-thinking. "…you're contagious and Summertime knows something you don't. Try not to be hard on Mystel, and pull yourself together in front of Rei."

A sigh was heard as the elder Kinomiya left the kitchen, followed by a yelp as the enthusiastic barks of a half Japanese spaniel and a half chowchow brightened up the moods of the people in the kitchen.

That was Tibitee.

He was Kai's dog whom Tyson grew fond of. Despite the distance, Summertime was his closest friend. Both canines felt they knew their owners more than they themselves did. They were extremely proud of possessing such skill and were slight airheads because of it.

Upon the crossbreed's entrance, Summertime jumped up, grateful to escape the sick which was Rei flirting with her boy and went to sit in front of Tyson. They touched noses and engaged in animated doggie converstation.

"When? When? When was this?" the terrier demanded in her jumpy fashion.

"Only recently m'lady," Tibitee replied peaceably. "Tyson's most angry at your boy. He thinks he stole Rei away from him. Does Mystel know about this?"

"Nay," Summertime shook her small head. "Stel-darling's in the clear. He's innocent, lad! But I…oh you don't know Tibitee…I absolutely despise that Chinese. My boy deserves better!

"Aye," Tibitee nodded solemnly. "I want Ty to feel happier too…"

Liquid chocolate eyes flashed with excitement. "I have a plan! We bring your boy and Rei together! Soon we shall find someone for my Stel too."

"Why, that's perfect Summertime! We can ask help from the others."

The mocha Scottish terrier smiled. "Tis going to be a very busy Convention!"

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"All set to go?" Crusher boomed enthusiastically, boosting more or less energetic morning spirits.

"Where's Kai?" Kenny asked, yawning and carrying three of their competing dogs.

"Getting the private jet," Brooklyn replied, chucking at Tyson and Daichi bickering as Posh and Boogle chased each other at their feet.

"Oi!" Hiro called out to the party. "Move out! The ride's here!"

Much ruckus was made while boarding the jet. Barks, bangs, yelps and shouts resonated in the cool morning air. Once all the trainers were comfortable settled did the noise die down.

"Are we going straight to Florence on this?" Garland asked.

"Don't worry about it this baby won't run out of food," said Kai. "I'm SERIOUS." He added at the looks on his friends' faces.

As for the bottomless pit himself, he was boiling like a kettle beside an elated brother as the couple sat behind a more-than-obvious neko-jin and his blameless victim.\

Summertime growled from where she was before turning to her fellows.

"They're daft! This has got to stop! Are you with me?"

Several barks answered her with energetic vengeance They were excited.

"This trip to Florence is sure to be a blast!" Shmoo told his companions.

TBC

A/N: FORGIVE TYPOS!!!! I hope you liked that…hehe. Keep hangin' on for the next installment…and I promise you guys won't have to wait that long. You're all very much appreciated! …enjoy!xD and ciAo…