AnimeAddiction here! I have a new story and yes I WILL update!!
Kai snorts with amusement and annoyance along with drawn out 'Yeah right'
Tyson laughs in good humor 'You never remember to update!!'
AnimeAddiction blushes hotly, growls 'stupid hot bishies! Back on another note, some sad news, only a couple of days ago marked the first year anniversary of my muse, my dog, Kenzie's euthenization and my socialology project is on postpartum depression and a rabid plot bunny bit me so here we go AGAIN sigh Disclaimer: I Don't own Beyblade never will otherwise Tyson/Kai would be a lot more apparent as well as MaRe (looks like mare snicker your a pony instead of a cat rei?) and my personal fav crack!pair TalaDaichi they're sooooo cute!!
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Bold is ME! !) this is special closed-eye evil grin mwahhaha!! (see one eye closed one eye open)
'normal' is talking
"normal" is thought
Bring!Bring!Bring! the telephone screamed it's presence from a wooden side table next to a regular wooden door. A groan rumbled from a huddled figure under blankets on a twin sized bed, the white duvet edge peeking from underneath the dark blue and green plaid striped bedspread. The top of the blanket lifted up revealing a half-awake aqua-violet eye squinting in the dark at the screaming device from hell. Sighing the blanket and duvet were reluctantly pushed away from a rather once toasty body shivering slightly the pale skin glowed in the diluted moonlight as red hair was a complete mess the twin bangs falling eternally in the young teens face.
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he grumbled angrily in his head "Who the hell would be calling at...?" drifting off from that thought looking to his left to consult the time of the flourescent red blinking numbers of the black clock resting atop a standard bedside table, catching the numbers and processing it rather fast in spite of only being awake, he happily started a rather long mental list of dirty swears and names damning the person on the other end as well as devising a way to kill him. "It's freakin' 2:35a.m! ohh the bastard who's calling me is gonna get it." Tala Volkov, captain of the Blitzkreg Boyz and Russian badboy snarled lowly.
As his socked feet touched the floor he couldn't understand why the crushing feeling of anxiousness seep into his body quickening his movements to the electronic, landlined walkie-talkie. 'Who the hell are you and this better be good' The red-headed wolf snapped angrily with a touch of nervousness coating his words. 'Tala are you awake, or did I wake you up?' came a familiar voice. The young Russian blinked once then twice before answering 'T-tyson is that you??'
haha!! Cliffie Review or no more!!
Terry;...dudette you need serious help
AnimeAddict:Shut up Terry!!