This story will contain elements from the following genres: Action, Drama, Humor, Sci-fi, Mecha, Supernatural, Sportsmanship, Romance, and Friendship.

This story is: canon-compliant (primarily towards the anime but also the manga up to chapter 2 of of :Rising), post-canon

Please note: The following story was originally published as a humor one-shot. It was planned further and continued as a result of reviewer's requests. As such, the OC in chapter one was originally intended to just be a meanie to Kai until I developed her further to be an actual character with a role in the story in later chapters. Also, the first (few) chapters may be a little slow. Please bear with me.

Other than that, please read & review, and enjoy!

°¤~ ▪《{Arc ONE: Entangling Fates}》▪ ~¤°

PART ONE

~ 001: Academic Accident ~

Kai rushes through the hallways of the building looking left and right as he passes each door to find the room he is to go to.

Despite that it has already been two weeks into the school semester, for Kai, it is only his first day of class. The reason for this a simple one: he had spent the last two weeks competing in a nationwide beyblade competition. It was well worth it to him, of course; he had added yet another trophy to his collection. The downside was that this had greatly angered his grandfather who had wanted him to succeed him as the head of Hiwatari Enterprises. Having reached the age where he would need to get serious and focus on his studies and career if he is to succeed, his grandfather had been putting great pressure on him, much to his dismay. As a compromise between the two, since Voltaire would have no heir if he were to disinherit Kai as he had done Kai's father, he had agreed to allow Kai to continue beyblading if Kai agrees to attend a well reputed university overseas in America and take his studies seriously. To that end, Kai agreed. As much as Kai loves beyblading, he also cares to have a career.

Kai continues to look for the room to his economics class. 'Room 210….211…212…213…214…There it is!'

Kai catches his breath at the door. He peaks inside for a moment and sees that only a little over ten or fifteen people seem to be there. Believing that the group inside can't be the entire class and that this meant he can't be far too late past the time he was supposed to have gotten there, he sighs and enters, taking a seat somewhere in the back corner of the room where only one other student is present.

Of course, he took that spot in the room so he wouldn't have to socialize with anyone or get called on by the professor. However, he soon notices that something was not right about his economics class. Not that he bothered to bring a notebook or even paper to take notes but the "notes" on the chalkboard just seem to be...nonsense.

'What…in the…' Kai looks at what the professor is writing with a very confused face. He then listens to the professor's thickly accented speech and tries to make out what he is saying. So far, he had not even bothered to memorize the professor's name; it was long, in a language he doesn't speak, and he had really only seen it once when he signed up for classes during the university's orientation for freshmen students. Even then, he hadn't really looked at the details of his classes; he just typed in the course codes for the classes he needed.

"So the rotation operators act on a ket and do this!" the professor enthusiastically points to some result he wrote down on the board.

Kai reads the equation:

Ȓ(π/2)j|+z⟩=|+x⟩

"What." He mouths to himself as he glances at everything else messily scribbled on the chalkboard.

'Did I walk into the wrong classroom?' he asks himself in his mind. He then pulls out the small sheet of paper on which the room number had been scribbled down earlier.

Room 214

He was certain he had entered the correct room. 'Was the room number wrong?'

He had really only arrived on campus today and hadn't really had a chance to look at his schedule more closely. The room numbers of the rooms he needed to go to and the times he were to show up at those locations were told to him by his driver who had brought everything to his dorm room for him. 'Maybe that guy messed up…?'

He looks to the chalkboard again and listens to the professor again. All he keeps hearing are the words, "operators", "eigenstates", "eigenkets", "bras", "kets", "i" and "ℏ".

'This can't be my economics class…' Kai then glances around the room. There doesn't seem to be any other students arriving. He then looks to the clock at the front of the room. It is already half an hour into the lecture. 'I must be in the wrong room…'

Kai then turns to the one other student in the corner of the room. A girl with very long and very light colored hair wearing a plain, white dress sat gaming on her laptop, paying the instructor no mind whatsoever.

'I can ask her what class this is…' Kai decides to try to get her attention.

As she finishes player killing and flaming some poor random player on the MMORPG she is playing, he taps her lightly on the shoulder and whispers, "Hey, do you mind telling me what class this is?"

She does not answer but continues to flame the poor pixelated bastard on her screen using the shout channel.

Slightly irritated that she's ignoring him despite being certain that she heard him, he says to her, "Hey, I'm asking you a-"

"Quantum Mechanics I." She replies, teleporting back to town in the game. In a haughty tone, she then asks, "Why do you ask? Are you some lost freshman?"

Kai wasn't about to admit that she's spot on. Aside from the fact that she was correct, she sounded like the classic example of a snobby noble speaking to a peasant out of a movie to him. Ignoring this, he asks, "Can I use your laptop for a sec'?"

She replies to some guild or clan members in the game but glances over to him. "What for?"

"Just to check something." He answers her as vaguely as possible to avoid her in any way making fun of him. Her comment had made it clear to him that she must not be fond of freshmen.

"Fine then." She opens a browser for him and hands him the laptop. She then snaps at him at a volume only he would hear, "Make it quick. I got an epic I need to camp soon with my clan."

Disregarding her MMO comment, Kai quickly logs into the school's website to check his schedule. He finds it and looks under the Monday column. Upon seeing it, he becomes petrified.

"No…way…" Kai stares horrified at the screen.

"What?" the girl next to him looks at the screen with a bored expression. Noticing what made him freeze up, and figuring his situation out, she gives him a sadistic smile. "Oh my…"

During the orientation, Kai had apparently accidentally signed himself up for an upper level physics course…namely, Quantum Mechanics I. Normally a university would not let a student sign up for such a class without the prerequisites but however it would appear that this university, having a reputation for accepting only the most brilliant students did not see harm in not having such a barrier.

Kai looks up at the chalkboard and then remembers the deal he made with his grandfather: if he does well at university, he can keep beyblading.

'Crap…' He mentally curses. He then checks the site for the add/drop deadline. That had been the Friday that had just passed.

'Screw this…' He panics thinking what he can do. He could withdraw from the course and that would save his GPA but his transcript would be forever cursed with a "W" which his grandfather was sure to be dissatisfied with seeing. If not for that, he was going to have to somehow pass this course and do well enough to get at least a "B" or "B+". At least this class fulfills a general education requirement.

'But is that even possible?' he asks mentally. He had taken an introductory physics course back in high school in Japan but never had they covered anything that looked like this. Then there was Kenny…

'Maybe Kenny can help me…he's sure to know quantum mechanics…' However, he recalls that Kenny had volunteered to do research this semester at some university, and due to location differences, has about eleven hours or more of time zone difference with him making the likelihood that Kenny would be capable of helping him to be highly improbable.

"Are you done?" the girl next to him asks. She clearly wants to just keep gaming. "I need to form my party for the raid."

He hands the laptop back to her. As he does he notices something on the desk adjacent to her on the other side. It appears to be homework and quizzes that were handed back probably at the beginning of class. What caught his eye however is the perfect score at the top of the two pieces of papers.

"Are those yours?" he asks her, indicating to the papers there.

She types away speedily on the mobile device and replies, "No, they belong to the invisible person sitting next to me."

Kai isn't fond of her attitude but he takes it as she means "yes". Since Kenny is busy, his grandfather would never accept it if he withdrew and there is no one close to him who can help him, he decides to maybe swallow his pride just this once and ask this girl to help him. He doesn't know anyone at the university let alone in this class, after all. "Do you mind…tutoring me for this class?"

She turns to him surprised that he asked such a question. However her lips then curled into an almost cruel grin. "Tutor…you, you say?"

Kai starts to get a bad feeling from this.

"You're not even a physics major, are you?" she asks him, a devilish grin on her lips. "I've never seen you in any of my previous classes and most of the other classes you're taking aren't even related."

"Well…I…" Kai hesitates to explain his situation to her. She seems sure to make fun of him from everything he has seen of her so far.

"Sorry, but I hate people who are incompetent." She tells him coldly. "Maybe if you come up with a good reason I'll help you, but I doubt you can do that."

With that, the professor ends the class and she starts to pack her things up to leave.

Disclaimer:

I. I do not own Beyblade or any of its characters that I use here. I do, however, own the plot and any original concepts and Original Characters (O.C.) that I may feature. All OC character designs and any images I post of them will also be owned by me.

II. Any names used here that may coincide with that of a real person(s) are by sheer coincidence. No real person(s) are presented in my work. Likewise, any organization(s), nation(s), agency(s) or office(s) featured (regardless of if or not they have a real life counterpart) are purely for the sake of the plot and are not meant to, in any way, damage the reputation of any real life groups, corporations, nations, political parties, politicians, political offices, cultures, etc.

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