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[zennx-23]

Sequel to this

Background of Incomplete Suzaku

MASTER POST OF THIS AU

And Kai slammed his fist against the walls of the building, as he looked over at the warehouse fires. 

This Hiromi girl… 

Why does it feel like he knows her… but why does he feel like he doesn’t. 

Why does she affect him? She’s not even that strong. He turned to look at the mirror fully. 

Kai looked ahead unseeing, and he could see his reflection amidst the cracks. Distorted. Imperfect. It made him angry. 

 “Well, that was certainly interesting.” 

Kai froze, and he turned around to see the singer leaning against the tree. 

Blake smiled, as he turned his head towards the fire. It burned and cackled, smoke pitch black blackened more, as a hazy veil covered the area, and the warehouse was soon no longer there. It wouldn’t be long before the trucks arrived to stop the spread, which meant that they had to get out of there.

“You know, for someone who likes to keep it quiet, I didn’t expect you to make quite the noise Kai.”

“Hmm, it’s not my fault.” He grunted, “I got distracted…”

“You, distracted? By that cute girl with the bird bey?” Blake teased. Kai’s face tightened up and his eyes narrowed at him. 

“Tch, as if…” his eyes wandered off into the ground. “Just, something about her, I can’t put my finger on it, but, I feel like I’m supposed to know something about her, but I can’t remember what. And that bird… why does it look like Suzaku…?” 

At that his head began to ache, a pulse hitting him as harder as the last, as if it was revolting against his thoughts. 

“Looks to me they had quite the effect on ya,” He heard Blake’s voice coming closer, as the young man made his way towards him. “Are you sure you’re doing ok?” 

“I’m fine,” he said coldly.

“M’kay, if ya say so.” Blake waved. “Still, I suggest you be more careful in choosing your fights then. The last thing we need is you screwing everything up now, like you always do. You don’t want to be a failure now, right, Kai?” Kai scowled and turned his head away from him. “I was expecting more, from the infamous Kai Hiwatari, is this seriously what you and Suzaku have to offer?”`

”Course not!” Kai scoffed at him. His eyes burned red. Blake cackled.

“Pft, yeah ok! Whatever you say hot stuff, not like you didn’t just fail to stop and deal with the girl and that Blue Suzaku right then and there! Nope, not a problem at all! Haha!!”

Kai glared at him. 

“Listen kid, there’s no shame in being a shame! That girl and her freaky lil copy has nothing against us! You have nothing to worry about! Gotta fight through the pain and when you see her again, you’ll be able to get back at ‘em no sweat! That is, don’t tell me you’re too chicken to face her again?”

That’s it, he thought, as he shook his head and glared at the singer. 

“Hmph. As if.” He turned and started to walk away, as sirens started to blare from the distance, Blake watched him, before staring back down below the warehouse, now nothing as the fires continued to flare. 

Despite the heavy smog, he could see the small group of six made out in the flames. Chuckling to himself, before leaving it all behind.

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Things were not going well at Grandpa’s dojo, where the Demolition boys, Kyoujyu, Hiromi and Brooklyn himself arrived.

Hiromi glanced between the two groups, dumbfounded. 

Kyoujou tried to speak up in defence, but fell short as the arguments continued between the Blitzkrieg and Brooklyn, at a stalemate. She didn’t know what exactly to say in that moment, but the more that it began to escalate, the more frustrated she became at the incompetence. 

It’s not like she didn’t understand the Blitzkrieg’s hesitance, with what Takao and Kyoujyu had told her about their past, she knew they lived an unfair life, especially seeing who Volkov was during BEGA. But even then, there was a bigger issue at hand and BEGA was already taken care of. 

Why couldn’t they understand that they’re on the same team? 

“You can’t be serious,” Boris scoffed. “Could’ve at least warned us about working with these guys.”

“You have a problem with that?” Brooklyn asked blankly. 

“Your teammate put Yuriy in a coma!” The slate haired teen snide. “You expect us to just let that go?” 

“It’s not my fault for what Garland did to you guys.” The redhead waved flippantly. “If you have a problem with that, go issue it to him, not me?”

“Are you always this indifferent about these sorts of things?” Sergei glared at him, while Boris was starting to get real irritated. Yuriy’s face had become hardened, a cold expression fallen onto him. 

“Look, I get that you guys are trying to make up for what happened with BEGA, but if you expect us to just work with you? I’m sorry, but as much as I get it, I don’t think this is gonna work out.”

“Yuriy…” Kenny muttered. “Please…”  

“Wow, so much for help from you guys,” Brooklyn spoke up. “And here I thought you guys cared for your friends”

“…Excuse me?” Yuriy stared at him, indignantly. 

“I’m just saying-“

“No, you should just shut it-“ Boris grabbed Brooklyn harshly by the collar. 

“You can’t be serious” Brooklyn looked at him, unfazed. “You really wanna do this?”

“You have some nerve acting like this is all normal” Boris narrowed his eyes at him, holding him in place.

Kenny was now in a panic, this was all just a big mess and a big mistake and everything was going completely wrong. Hilary stood there, words lost at to what to say, but she wanted to say something, before things could get even worse.

As if something had ignited within, a passion she knew she had became something more, something burning deep inside her. 

And with that she couldn’t take it anymore. 

“Boris!” She yelled, the room was silent, and all eyes were on her. “Let go of Brooklyn this instant! Now!” Her eyes burned, startling him and Brooklyn, then turning over to Yuriy to meet the other’s gaze. 

“I understand you’re mad at Garland and everything about BEGA, but now is not the time! Please!” She pleaded. “BEGA is over and we have bigger problems to deal with here!” 

Yuriy stared at her blankly, as he turned to meet her gaze. Something about it seemed off, he couldn’t put his finger on it, but something about the look in her eyes caught his attention, and demanded him to look her way. Brooklyn just stared there in awe while Kenny was gradually losing it behind her, his fear winning over him as he watched on in horror, dreadfully watching Yuriy stare down at her, waiting. 

Yuriy let out a small sigh, and turned to Boris. 

“Let him go, Boris.”

Boris stared down at the redhead, before releasing his grasp of him and returned back to Yuriy and Sergei.

And he did. He glanced back at his captain. 

Yuriy kneaded his forehead. “So you’re expecting us to work with Brooklyn and Garland?” 

“Um,” Hiromi said. She wasn’t the one who called them. But Kyoujyu looked terrified to respond, and they’ll probably pick on him. “Not in the strictest sense. We still have to figure out where exactly they are, and then work on a plan so you guys don’t get your bit-beasts stolen.” 

“We won’t go down as easily as Rai,” Yuriy said, as he arched an eyebrow at her.

“Let’s start with what we know,” she said with a smile. “There’s Blake. The Rockstar. Who has brainwashed the beybladers, but—” 

“Right,” Kyoujyu said. “You almost broke control off Kai.” 

“With what?” Yuriy said. 

She laughed awkwardly. 

Her bit-beast broke off control? Her words? The diary from the Russian scientist mentioned a project which he worked on, related to Black Suzaku. But she can't say... that... directly.

“I told Kai that…he’s no one’s puppet.” 

“That’s it?” Yuriy asked. 

Sergei tilted his head in confusion.

“Yes,” she said. “Also yes… this—” 

“How did you survive that ordeal?” Brooklyn cut in.

Hiromi stared at him.

“You don’t know how to beyblade,” he said.

She took a deep breath. 

“I—don’t beyblade. I know… beyblading… because I’ve been part of this team for a while now, so I watch and observe… but, it’s a bit complicated to explain. We um—we got kidnapped once, and one day, I got my hands on a beyblade or a bit-beast which a scientist was engineering before his death—and you know it’s a form of… Suzaku… so I suppose—that explains it?” she asked. 

“A form of Suzaku?” Yuriy asked sharply.

“I—”

“And you didn’t surrender this blade to the BBA…?” 

“I didn’t know… and the circumstances around it are a bit complicated.” 

“What do you mean?” he asked. 

“BEGA happened, and I was given clearance. And now it doesn’t just… matter. It doesn't seem to be anyone's business.”  

“You never told me all of this,” Kyoujyu said. “I mean I knew bout Suzaku. I asked you to send it to Emily. You didn’t do it.” 

“I uh—I had a journal in Russian scientist who worked on Suzaku before—” 

“Russian?” Yuriy repeated with a laugh. “Borg?” 

“What?” Kyoujyu asked. 

“It’s a bit complicated! I—” she stuttered, feeling somewhat intimidated.

He gave her a look. His lip curled.

“So you’re using a weapon that was created for Kai against Suzaku and Kai? Could this form of Suzaku be Black Suzaku? And you’re using it irresponsibly?” Yuriy asked.

Kyoujyu was staring at her in horror. 

“I— no, it’s… different. It doesn’t affect him… I… I’m not using it irresponsibly, I swear.”

“We can’t work with these two,” Yuriy cut in. “I know you, Kyoujyu, but I don’t know about your friend here.” 

“Yuriy,” Kyoujyu said.

“Don’t get me wrong,” he said. “We’re still going to find Takao and Kai and the others, but we’re doing it on our own terms.” 

“Sounds good to me,” Brooklyn said. “As if I’d like to work with someone who has a grudge on my teammates.” 

Yuriy turned on him in annoyance. The rest of his team glared. 

“You’ll just be a detriment.” 

“Hah?!” 

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Yuriy and the other two ended up leaving to live somewhere else in town—probably funded for by Daitenji-Kaichou. They’d likely come here in the morning to discuss—or directly with Kyoujyu. 

Hiromi sat in the spot where Takao liked to sit when he didn’t get any sleep, and he’d look up at the stars. Takao doesn’t sleep a lot, as he got older, either it’s the pressure of being a world champion blader. So he’d always struck Hiromi as kind of lonely, which explains why he’s so good with people. 

Hiromi’s popular at school, but she doesn’t have that gravitational pull. 

Even Kyoujyu doesn’t want to talk to her right now. . 

“Can’t sleep?” she heard.

Hiromi looked up at Brooklyn.

“You’re not going to sleep?” she asked him. 

“Nah,” he said. 

“I—I’m sorry, he was open to working with us, until me. Me… and my irresponsible mess.” 

“Yeah, but,” he said. “If what you say is correct—you did have a chance of getting to Kai, before everyone of us. I can see why you needed to hold your ground, to try and get to him. I don’t think it’s really using a weapon against him…”

Hiromi sighed.

“What? I’m not going to chew your head off like that guy.” 

She stared at her fingers.

“You’re willing to walk into fire for your team—what’s got you all nervous about them?” 

“Kyoujyu’s against it as well, but I feel like this could be a tool… to save my teammates. ” 

“Right,” he said. “And Yuriy’s point is that there might be something weird that might happen to Suzaku and Kai instead—with your version of Suzaku?” 

“Yes.” 

“Then… could it harm Kai?” 

“I didn’t do it with the intention to harm Kai.” 

“Oh? But he wasn’t referring to your intention.” 

“I don’t think it will, either. It can brave Suzaku’s flames long enough for me to get to Kai mentally. Black Suzaku is just a name. It’s not… evil. At least the clones aren’t. The scientist didn’t input a personality apart from its desire for ambition and power over it’s counterpart—to kidnap bit-beasts. I cross checked and looked through all the footage I could find of Kai’s matches with Black Suzaku, and I don’t feel like I’m going crazy. At least not yet.” 

She held up the beyblade. 

“But I respect Yuriy’s opinion,” she said.

Brooklyn tilted his head at her.

“I truly… realized the other day, I don’t know Kai as well as I thought I did. Maybe he’s driven by a sense of a team work. Maybe he’s driven by personal ambition. Maybe it’s somewhere in between.  There were things that happened before I joined, which is why Kyoujyu refuses to let me work with this Suzaku. And I’m learning new things about him through this bit-beast ironically.” 

“How so?” 

“It’s something… delicate and complicated,” she said. “If I can, even for a moment, break him off that mind-control with my words, what are the right words to say?” 

Brooklyn stared at her.

“And this Suzaku helped me… So yes, I have been responsible. I don’t know what I can do. But I did get all of Kai’s moves in my brain. I’m just—I’m just trying to get my teammates back. And so is Yuriy, and for that I’ll take a step back.

“Oh,” he said. “Wow. I—I wasn’t expecting that depth.” 

Hiromi said nothing but she gave him a delicate, brittle smile. 

She's been thinking a lot lately, on my own. She doesn’t know anyone really beyond Mao and Emily, and they are struggling with their own issues. And… her team is the cause of them. 

“Hm. But what if Suzaku harms you?” 

She looked down. 

“I…” He smiled at her. “You’re truly an altruistic one. Though I must say, I haven’t given much thought to teamwork… friendship maybe. But since this is important to you, let me help.” 

“Oh?”  

“Are you sleepy?” 

“No. Not really.” 

“You wanna try and figure out your beyblade together?” 

“Huh? Here? Kinda don’t want to burn down Grandpa’s house.” 

He smiled as he stood up. 

“Nah,” he said. He released Zeus, and a light from the bit-chip enveloped the world. The world around Hiromi went pitch black, for all but a brief second, before the blackness rippled out into starry night skies, and a beautiful field of purple and blue flowers littering the fields, as far as she could see. Rolling hills.

They were standing on a circular large gazebo, held together by columns, but there was no ceiling as Brooklyn turned to her.

Hiromi stared at the large stone bey-dish at the heart of the gazebo.

A gentle breeze lifted her bangs as she looked up. 

He turned to her with a smile.

“Let’s practice here. Zeus will aid in stopping Suzaku and hurting you in the process. Let’s see if it truly has an impact on your mind.” 

“Sure,” she said. She held out her beyblade and the launcher. “Sorry about the beautiful flowers though.” 

“It’s fine,” he said. “Zeus controls Time and Space in this dimension. We’ll just make a prettier field of flowers. Do you prefer rose bushes? A lake? What kind of scenery would you prefer?”

He released a beyblade into the bowl. 

And Hiromi’s eyes lit up with flames, as Suzaku—at least the perfect replica was released from the bit—burning against the starry night sky. She felt that familiar heat.

“A memory of mine, from my battle with Kai,” he said. “Let’s see how well you face his wrath.” 

[zennx-23]

please I would love any sort of Lui doodle or drawing 😭

same as other ask, totally fine if you don't want to! I'd be honoured to consume such a drawing /lh

I love the way you render colours and eyes, btw. They blend together nicely but don't mush or become dull.

do we know who this boy's barber even is

[zennx-23]

A kind of soul-eater-ish/transistor(the game)/the trope where one partner can turn into a weapon AU with Brooklyn/Hiromi. A fantasy AU of sorts.

I'd imagine they'd go to school for something like this.

Where she can transform into the rapier, and he's a genius aloof wielder, and they have to take on challenges together, including a dangerous enemy called Dark Zeus, who threatens to remake their world.

And fall in love along the way.

[zennx-23]

Sequel to this and prequel to the entire AU.

MASTER POST OF THIS AU

After Hiromi realized that it wasn't an ordinary beyblade, and she started to have strange dreams of "Incomplete Suzaku," she consulted Daitenji Kaichou.

“Daitenji-Kaichou?” “Yes, Hiromi?” “What are the results from the cops?” “Ah yes, Clearance for things from that island—yes you may see the notes. But Hiromi, we’re definitely keeping it a top secret. Please do not let anyone else know about it.” “Not even the team?” “They need clearance.” “What kind of background check would you do on them, though?” “Haha, I mean—It’s really our council deciding if you can get access. You’re a reliable girl and you probably won’t put it to any underhanded use.” “Oh! Yes."

"Can't imagine what you'd want it for though, Hiromi." From the island, they confiscated data, things that could be used against the Bladebreakers—more data on the bitbeasts. Cyber bit-beasts of other kinds. Hiromi specifically took a journal, some diagrams, some maps, and a tape recorder in an envelope, and it all belonged to a deceased researcher. The maps had notes littered all over it. See, all of this goes haywire after Brooklyn and Takao destroy the BEGA tower, and also all of the research material also gets destroyed… Except for whatever Hiromi took. PPB at some point took the cyber bitbeasts. And no one from BBA required it what was taken back from her, since now it’s no one’s business. BBA doesn’t really exist as a research facility one year after, and they are slowly rebuilding. Hiromi spent her free time painstakingly translating a russian’s scientist’s journal on the matter to Japanese.

She didn’t tell Kyoujyu or Takao or anyone, because he already told her to put this Suzaku beyblade back wherever she found it. Well, she wasn't sure how to, from the little she'd translated.

They'd be upset at her for irresponsibly using this beyblade.

Maybe... she should... tell them after all...

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Journal Entry

Should this journal fall into anyone else’s hands—consider me a dead man. Alchemy made men believe they could transmute materials to gold or find the elixir of life. You can directly "create" bit-beasts through alchemy. After all, Rasputin created Black Suzaku with his primitive understanding of alchemy and he plunged Russia into chaos. We can do the same with science and chemistry. Alchemy is, after all, the crude predecessor of modern day chemistry. In the previous place I worked was doing a project to create clones of Suzaku, because the client wanted us to create an ultimate bit-beast to capture other bit beasts, but it ultimately fell through. Client got arrested. We fled. After it, I fled—and found employment elsewhere, and I took some notes and some failed clones with me. These failed clones are created from the former Black Suzaku, after Kai Hiwatari used it and abandoned it. But he was the last person capable of handling this powerful beyblade. I’m attempting to create a new form of Suzaku using these failed clones as a base... with our understanding of science, and hopefully, this will be the bit-beast which will rival the actual Suzaku. We’ll attempt to create it from the “ashes of Black Suzaku.” This Suzaku will have the DNA of both Suzakus. Will it be stronger? The strongest? . . .

In Hiromi's dream, she takes a step forward towards the thrashing bird bit beast.

"What do you... what do you want?!" she asked, as she caught flames.

"I..." It screeched. "I just want to be whole."

She was engulfed in flames.

"I'm too weak."

And she woke up, and parts of her comforter were scorched. The beyblade glinted on her night-stand.

[zennx-23]

Contd. to this event

MASTER POST OF THIS AU

Hiromi imagined her first beyblading match to be vastly different. Probably with some other rookie in a smaller, more manageable stadium, and under less threatening circumstances.

Not against one of the strongest bladers of their generation, and Kai may kill her. And she wants to save him.

Whatever.

If... the desire to win, or love beyblading is a source of motivation for her team... then is... wanting to save people... a source of motivation?

And then she thought of the sleepless nights lately.

She thought of Grandpa, waiting for Takao to come home.

She thought of Mao crying on the phone.

This Blake ... he has control of her team.

And the flames around her grew in response to her feeling of frustration.

"Hey!" she screamed through the flames. "KAI!"

He wasn't listening, as he was getting angrier.

"KAI!"

"These disgusting flames!" he snarled. "I will extinguish them."

"What?" she asked slowly.

She looked around herself at Blue Suzaku.

Why does... her bit-beast infuriate him?

Whatever!

"Kai, I don't know if you can hear me, but you're part of our team. Takao, Myself, Max, Rei, Daichi, Kyoujyu," she called out to him. "You fought with us for BBA, against Brooklyn, against the odds—"

"SHUT UP!"

"YOU WERE AN IMPORTANT PART OF OUR TEAM!" she yelled.

But it doesn't matter anymore who he beat... does it? This is not him... is it? What does she really know of Kai?

He roared in anger. "SHUT UP!"

Her Suzaku and Suzaku clashed at the heart of the warehouse, as they both yelled in unison, lighting up, and blowing off the rooftop as their beyblades rammed into each other. Sparks flew. The windows blew out. The night sky was lit up with sparks. Heat and wind surrounded they yelled their attacks.

"SUZAKUUUU! FIRE ARROW!"

"SUZAKUU!" she repeated. "FIRE-ARROW!"

"STOP COPYING ME!"

They both clashed and set the entire warehouse walls on fire as Hiromi felt the bit-beast surround her with blue flames to protect her from the onslaught. Her beyblade collided into his.

For a brief second, a sliver of a second, through fire, sparks and smoke, she saw his eyes clear from that cloudiness. He stared at her. Hiromi was thrown back.

"I..." she got to her feet. She may not know everything about him. But one thing's for sure. "YOU ARE NOT A PUPPET!"

For a split second, he widened his eyes at her.

And then he clutched his head.

"SHUT UP SHUT UP!" he screamed.

"NO!" she yelled back. "IF MY VOICE ANNOYS YOU! LET IT! THIS IS NOT WHO YOU ARE! YOU'RE NOT A PUPPET!"

Hiromi got to her feet, ignoring her burns.

"I SWEAR WHATEVER IT TAKES, I'LL DRAG YOU AND THE OTHERS OUT OF THIS HELL, BUT STARTING WITH YOU! WE'RE GOING BACK HOME. I'M NOT GOING TO LET HIM USE YOU!"

Then she felt it. A link. Something tethering the two of them.

This... Connection. Their flames started to connect, creating a circle around them.

The fires around Kai collapsed, as he's struggling against something, the mind-control or whatever. He trashed around, as he crashed to his knees.

She tried to cross over towards him.

Then circle of flames collapsed.

His flames barred her.

"I..." she thought. "I'm not strong enough to brave Suzaku's flames... but still... I can't do nothing. He's so close."

The flames increased in intensity.

"Kai..." she held out her hand.

He had his head in his hands.

"Kai, listen to me," she said. "You're strong enough to break free of this. You're stronger than you think. I..."

He then stood up as the flames around started to coil, and they increased in ferocious intensity forming a powerful fire vortex around him.

His eyes were red again.

Hiromi stared at him with wide eyes.

"Suzaku," he said. "Burn her."

Seriously?

Hiromi stared up at the powerful vortex.

She... she can't copy this one... This... true Suzaku is too powerful. She felt her helplessness fight against her frustration.

That's when another beyblade entered the fray. "You ain't gunna do that to her, KAI!" she heard. "YOU'LL REGRET IT!"

"Wolborg! ATTACK!"

And an ice-bridge divided them protecting her from Suzaku's onslaught.

"FALBORGGG!"

"SEABORG!!"

What?

Hiromi kept her eyes trained on Kai, who glared at them, and Suzaku shattered the ice. He was struggling.

Suzaku churned within fire, as a maniacal grin overtook Kai's face, and Hiromi's heart broke.

And with one final clash, Suzaku sent their beyblades flying. The Flames covered his departure through flames and smoke, as he looked over his shoulder at her one last time.

She thought she saw someone else through the flames.

She got to her feet.

Huh?

And then she broke into a run.

"OI!" Yuriy yelled at her.

She ran through the warehouse, past the smoke and fire, and the falling beams. And out into the cold night, where she saw nothing. HIromi spun around.

"Kai?" she called out into the night. "KAI!"

The sound of the waves crashing against the shoreline met her followed by the sound of another beam falling.

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"I dunno what to do!" Boris said. "We looked all 'round for 'im, and can't find him."

Hiromi walked up to them, past the warehouses which were on fire.

"Drat," Yuriy said. "So he's gone or something."

"I was gunna beat 'im up before he tried to beat me up!" Boris said.

Sergei nodded solemnly, and he glanced over at Hiromi.

"What do we tell Kyoujyu? Is this the girl he was worried about?"

There was... a moment there... She sighed. She's so tired.

"Oi," Yuriy called out to her. "Are you the one who Kyoujyu was worried 'bout?"

"Oi, GIRL! YOU! GIRL!" Boris said. "If we weren't gunna save ya, you'd be roasted. Where's our thanks?" He wagged his finger at her.

She blinked as she looked up.

"Oh," she said with a smile "Thanks for that."

And they stared at her awkwardly, like they didn't expect her to thank them.

"Kyoujyu sent you?" she continued. She had been talking to him on the phone when she spotted Kai around the town.

"I didn't know Takao's teammate could beyblade," Yuriy said as he squinted at her.

"I don't."

"Huh!?" Boris said. "Then whaddya doing beyblading Kai?! Are ya crazy?"

"Haha. Well he was in town... for one reason or the other... likely to finish off Brooklyn, and I ran into him on my way back."

"Oh."

"Oh okay?!?"

"GUYS!"

She spun around to see Kyoujyu.

"You guys are safe! And Kai didn't destroy you guys."

"Whaddya mean Kai can destroy us?" Boris got all up in his face.

Yuriy stared at Kyoujyu and then he pointed at Hiromi, who rubbed the back of her head with a sheepish look.

"She was beyblading him, actually."

"Huh!?" Kyoujyu asked her. "I... I thought I told you not to do that!"

"Kyoujyu," Hiromi said with a smile.

"We don't know the capabilities of... something like that?! Incomplete Suzaku. What kind of... it's so cold and weird...?!"

"Kyoujyu."

"And beyblading Kai?! Are you serious!? Do you want to die!?"

"Kyoujyu."

"I KNOW WE'RE both frustrated! But you can at least wait for Brooklyn and me?!"

He pointed at the warehouse which was still burning.

"Kyoujyu!"

"What!?"

He was fuming. The Demolition boys stared between them.

"I think..." she said with a sooty smile. "I think I almost managed to break control off Kai."

He stared at her with wide eyes.

"Wot," Yuriy asked.

[zennx-23]

Prequel to this

Blake is @zennx-23's OC.

Ryu Kinomiya is a creature of habit.

That's why after breakfast, stretching, and making sure he feeds the cat that they took in, and doing house work, he... goes out to the townsquare and hands out leaflets.

"Have you seen Kinomiya Takao?"

Hiromi passes by him on the way to see Kyoujyu.

"Grandpa," she said. "It's going to rain."

"Is it?" he asked disinterestedly.

"Can I take you back home?" she asked.

"No," he said. "I'm old but not invalid."

"Grandpa."

He ignores her as he holds out a flyer. "Have you seen my grandson, Kinomiya Takao?" he asked as he holds out a flyer which has the picture of Takao from the last BEGA championship. "Excuse me. Have you seen his friends?"

Hiromi sighs as she pulls up her umbrella for the two of them, as he clutches the pamphlet to stop it from getting wet. It takes ten minutes. Kinomiya men are all very very stubborn, in Hiromi's experience. And they get it all from him.

"Grandpa," she says more insistently. "Let's go home, or I'll call Max's Dad. You can't get sick like this."

He sighs as he acquiesces.

It's been nearly three weeks since the Bladebreakers went missing.

It's raining buckets outside.

"This guy then?" Brooklyn asked Kyoujyu, as he sat in his room. They could hear the sounds of restaurant downstairs. He picks up several articles stitched together in a notebook which all has a name messily scrawled around it. "What's his name?"

"Yes," Kyoujyu said. "His name is Blake. Arashi Blake."

"... he's a rockstar? I think?" Brooklyn asked.

"Yeah, beyblader too."

"Oh. So like Ming Ming."

"Hiromi has listened to more of his songs."

"Hiromi?"

"Our manager," Kyoujyu said. "She didn't come along this time for this tournament..."

Brooklyn blinks. "Oh." He does vaguely register her being there. She wasn't of importance at the time.

"I um... I said no, as well, because it was a small tournament, and they'd been trying to drum up support for BBA again. I had so much work myself for their beyblades. And my mother's been making me help out at the restaurant."

"Right."

"And then the next thing you know, they've disappeared. I..."

"Goodness."

"Yes... and I want us to find him, if you'll help us Brooklyn."

"Oh, alright. Not like I have anything better to do. But about this Blake Guy..."

"Yeah?" Kyoujyu asked.

"What makes you think he's involved?"

"Takao said on the phone that they were going to meet with Blake Arashi. And then he hung up."

"Yes," Kyoujyu said. "And two days after. Rei visited White Tiger hills and took away Rai and the rest of the team's bitbeasts. They said he was terrifying. I'm racking my brains for why Rei would do that."

Brooklyn furrowed his brow.

The door opens, and then Hiromi walks in. "I just got Grandpa back home. I think Hitoshi or someone should be there for him."

"Hitoshi... you know he's out looking for Takao."

"Well," she said irritably. "Someone should—oh. Hello."

Brooklyn blinked. "You must be..."

"Tachibana Hiromi," she said with an awkward smile. "Nice to meet you."

"Um... Brooklyn, if you're here to help..." Kyoujyu began.

"I don't know how I can," he said sincerely. "But I owe Takao a favor, so sure, I'll help."

The girl looks hesitantly at him with a brittle smile. Brooklyn thinks it's because of his reputation, before she shifts her eyes over to Blake's image on the scrap book that Kyoujyu created. She looks pensive like she's not slept for nights.

"Can we call Hitoshi at least? Or I'll have to ask Grandpa to stay with either of us. This is not good for him."

"Hitoshi's out looking for Takao. I've called him like 10 times."

"What a mess," she said, as she dragged her hand down her face. She pulled up her phone, and dialed Hitoshi.

"Besides, he'll just say Grandpa is fine on his own."

Hiromi got mad.

"I don't think he realizes that the shock of Takao going missing is getting to him. He's not the most protective parental figure, but this isn't like Takao at all for him... not to mention... the White Tiger Hill incident. It's come as a shock for him."

Kyoujyu looked at her.

"He just wants Takao home."

"We all do, Hiromi."

"He keeps calling Daitenji Kaichou up."

"I know, Hiromi."

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Beyblade: Fractured Reflections is a WIP non-chronological collection of ficlets and art looking into an AU where the Bladebreakers get brainwashed by @zennx-23's OC, Blake. We're kind of filling in bits and pieces as we go to tell a story, and also to flesh out concepts.

Here's whatever I have in order!

How it happened

Aftermath of Kai vs Brooklyn.

Incomplete Suzaku, Hiromi, vs Kai, Suzaku.

Background of Incomplete Suzaku.

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Thinking of that one fanfic last night I read several summers ago, where a pining yet hesitant Kai was way too smooth, and he ends up flustering both of them.

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Prequel to this.

Kyoujyu told her to put it back.

She doesn't know how to put it back exactly. But Hiromi's got a beyblade in her room for a few years now since the last time Takao saved her and Kyoujyu from some crazy scientists. She took the wrong beyblade.

It's been on the side of the parrot plushie she's found cute when she was 10. She started to use it, watching most of Kai's matches, since for some reason he's simple to follow. And he's got a cool style! Hiromi's pretty simple in that sense.

And she'd begun using it sometimes. Just to see if she can. And then she realized it wasn't an ordinary beyblade. She started to have some strange dreams of a skeletal bird in blue flames. In these dreams, she doesn't sense anything malevolent, but rather... it's got something hollow and empty about it.

Is this the power she needs to save her teammates?

Hiromi takes a gamble.

"I don't know what you are, but will you help me?"

"Suzaku..."

"W-what?" she asked. "Doesn't Kai already have Suzaku?!"

Hiromi gets engulfed in blue flames, and she wakes up like several times before.

And later she finds that whenever she beyblades, she knows Kai's moves.

Hiromi doesn't know what Kai would say if he knew about this. He doesn't even remember her. Maybe like Kyoujyu, he'd tell her to put it back. Kyoujyu thinks it's like... an incomplete version of Suzaku which was created by scientists... like those cyber bit-beasts.

Hiromi isn't remembered by the Bladebreakers for some reason. Kyoujyu is. It's like she's a blip removed from their memories.

That's fine, right?

"My friends," she tells the beyblade. "My friends are in trouble. I don't want to rely on many people, because they are stealing their bit-beasts. But if you're not worth stealing, and I'm not worth remembering. Maybe we can use this to our advantage?"

The bit-chip glows blue. And so do her eyes.

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Bridal Carry - Lualt Style

More old self-indulgent art of these two-

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Beyblade Burst - Victory Kiss(es)

Welp, time to expose myself for being a Lualt shipper by posting my old ass art on Pride- technically I already did but shhhh-

I should make more art of these two, shipping or otherwise- hell I should draw more Burst art in general actually

Til then enjoy the Lualt postings this week. There will be more and I’m not sorry lmao

I still can’t believe these two actually kissed in the show-

-Crazy

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From the brainwashed bladebreaker au!

Myself and @zennx-23 will be tagging any ideas or artwork stories under #beyblade au: rewrite the stars since it involves her cool villain OC blake!

Presenting Hiromi and a engineered incomplete version of Suzaku which has blue fire, from the "ashes of Black Suzaku" which bonds with her. Confronting a brainwashed evil kai!

Kai's lips curled. He glared at the girl... what was her name? Why was she so familiar? And why is he feeling uneasy. Suzaku screeched in his head. The girl's eyes glowed eerily blue. She looked hesitant. "I..." she said. "Kai." "How do you know my name?" Kai snarled. "That's not important," she said. "I... I'm someone who cares, and I just want my team back." "I don't know who you are," he said. "I'm... I'm going to save you. That's all you need to know." "Save..." Kai asked. Blurry black fog moved like a curtain over his memory, as he heard a girl's laughter along with Max and Takao's voice with.. Ugh... And then nothing. Why does it feel like he's forgetting something? Something important? "I don't want to hurt you," she said. He narrowed his eyes. A tear rolled down her eyes as she seemed to find the resolve anyway. "Then leave," he said. "I..." Blue fire started to form around her. "I'm tired of crying. I'm tired of the tears. I WANT MY TEAM BACK!" "SUZAKU! FIRE ARROW!" he yelled. The arrow streaked through the erratic blue fire, and was met by something similar, as a familiar... cold eerie bit-beast resurfaced. The girl's eyes glowed blue. She was hesitant, looked on the verge of tears, but determined. "I... Suzaku!" she said. "What?" he asked. Why is her... everything from the launch style... copying him? Who is this girl?! What kind of bitbeast is this? Blue fire engulfed her body. "SPIRAL FIREBALL!" she screamed. Her eerie skeletal bit-beast erupted into flames as it streaked up over head before crashing down on his Suzaku filling up the stadium with blue blazes. He could feel Suzaku's fury, as he held up his arms to shield himself from the intense heat. "But..." he snarled. "You're too weak."

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Not gonna tag this cause it ain’t finished but here’s a sneak peek of something I’m working on… heheh…

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Follow up to this.

Prompt: Hope + Dawn

"I'm not your typical hero, I guess. I have too many flaws to be one. But thank you anyway for cheering me on." "What that's such a little thing—I, no... thank you for helping my teammates honestly." "I know I lost against Kai, but... there's a moment where your voice helped me more than you understand. It helped me overcome... this fear." "I... Glad I could help in my own little way. You didn't need to bother to be this ah... "hero" I guess. But if we want to save them, I don't have the strength on my own..." "Sometimes, it's the little things matter." "Mhmm..." "So... will you watch over my battles as I fight to break them out of this mind-control?" "Huh?" "I don't want to sound weak. But I could use a hand or shoulder sometimes." Hiromi tucked a lock of hair behind her ear shyly. Her eyes hurt because they were sore from crying when she looked up up at Brooklyn who was illuminated by the light of dawn. "Of course!" She cracked a watery but brave smile.

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Mayblade: Day 28 - Unpopular Character

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Mayblade prompt 26 - Path

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after mayblade is over, gonna continue posting old art onto here. Thinking of doing some Pokemon art, possibly some B-Daman? God knows I need to do more of that and talk more about my OCs for Crossfight