I'm finally writing a beyblade fic, oh yeah! I hope I get a lot of reviews. It's just that I've refined this fic over the years in my mind yet I have never posted it so here goes. Plus I needed a break from writing fics for Naruto. Well enough ranting, let's get on with the show!

What's a few rain drops between friends

There was a fierce downpour of rain this night of Japan. The weather man said that they wouldn't face any rain this entire week, once again proving that they never failed to be wrong. Max was walking home in this very storm, an umbrella held high above his head. With Max being Max he just smirked as he walked all the while humming the tune to the ever classical "rain, rain go away." As he walked the road home after an intense day of training with his team "the blade breakers," he spotted the silhouette of a female in front of him. But what really caught his attention was the fact that she was walking without and umbrella, in this weather?

Upon coming within arms distance of the girl he held the umbrella above her head, giving a slight laugh then saying "don't wanna catch a cold," before putting on one of his biggest grins.

After feeling the rain suddenly stop where she walked and hearing the voice of another behind her, the female turned ready to punch the figure if he be pervert. When their faces met she recognized the blonde hair and sky blue eyes and a stupid, goofy grin plastered across his face, the one this girl enjoyed so much. Her fist instantly turned into a hug, her arms wrapping around his torso before squealing "Max, my wittle teddy weady," saying the last part in a child like manner.

At the moment that the girl's arms had snaked around him, Max dropped his umbrella out of surprise. The sudden downpour of rain drenched his hair causing it to droop down into his eyes slightly. Even though he couldn't clearly see the figure due to the rain, he instantly knew who it was because there was only one girl that called him teddy or related him to one, Mariam. "Mariam what are you doing out here? What about the rest of the saint shields" he asked giving her a slight hug, slightly worried that they could jump out of any where.

At the mention of her group her face puffed up as she turned to the side arms crossed. "Don't get me started on those ignorant, insensitive jerks!

Max heaved a sight as he retrieved his umbrella, whipping the water from his brow, as he once again began to shield them selves from the torrent. "What happened?"

"Well since I was the only girl, they felt that it was duty to do all the work! You know cooking, cleaning, that sort of thing. And when I asked for the slightest bit of help their like "we can't hire a maid and what's your problem you never had a problem with it before." So I told them where they could shove it and left" she huffed after saying a mouthful.

They stood in complete silence, until the sound of Mariam's stomach growling broke it. Max gave a slight chuckle before saying "let me guess, you need a place to stay with a hot meal?" Mariam just gave a stifled giggle as a blush crept across her face; all the while she held her stomach. "Come on" Max said grabbing her hand and dragging her in the direction of his home.

Within minutes they finally reached his house and Mariam's first reaction was "wow! You live here?"

Max just smiled and said "That's right" as he set his stuff down. He gave her a once over noticing that her dark blue hair was plastered to her orange and red saint shields uniform due to her hair being wet, her uniform not helping due to the fact that they were also wet. He pointed down; obviously the way to the bathroom "I think its best that you get out of those clothes because-"

Mariam just threw up her hands and said "I know, I know, 'I don't wanna catch a cold.' Geez you sound worst than Ozuma" she said in a sarcastic tone as she walked in the direction he pointed.

About 20-30 minutes later Mariam stepped out of the bathroom dressed in a rather large shirt, that she borrowed from Max's room. She spent a few minutes of tying her hair up and rummaging through Max's stuff he came up, as expected, clean. As opposed to Ozuma, Dounga and even Joseph all had stashes of various "items." Heck his room was the cleanest she ever seen, and that was counting her own! Finally getting bored she decided to find Max, remembering how big his house was she figured that calling out his name and following his voice when he responded was better.

She called out his name a few times and when she finally his voice led her to the kitchen. "Hey Max I was planning to use one of your shirts..to…sleep….in. What's this?" Upon entering the kitchen she found the table set for one and a bowl of hot soup resting in a chair obviously meant for her because he was apparently already washing his own. "Okay let me guess, progresso" she asked wondering if he had just warmed any old canned soup for her.

"Nope" he said with a smirk as he began to put away the dishes he had been washing.

"Campbells?"

"Not even close."

"Fine then Mr. Iron chef, how did you make this soup" she asked with sarcasm in her voice as she sat down and began to eat.

"Same way I make all of my meals" he replied.

"Huh, wait, what" she asked a little confused.

"I cooked the soup while you were in the shower," he said as he lifted the lid of the pot, exposing its contents to her before placing it in the fridge. It was the same exact soup as the one in her bowl.

Mariam looked a little dumbfounded. "So you made this?"

"Yep!"

"You?"

"mm-hm."

"A boy?"

"What are you getting at" he asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"It's nothing. It's just that out of all the time I've spent with the saint shields I've never seen the guys even once try to cook their own food" she explained sounding quite surprised. "So where are you're parents? I know you can cook well, but I highly doubt that even you can make a living off of it."

Max being Max shirked her joke off and responded, "well my dad is out of town on some conference with the BBA and my mom as head couch of the PPB all-stars is back in America."

"Wow rich, athletic, part of the legendary blade breakers and a good chef to boot. Remind me again why you don't have a girlfriend" she said with a sly grin on her face, resting her head on the palms of her hands.

He just chuckled and said "It's because of this," he held out his blade Draciel. He continued "because of me blading I've missed a ton of school so I've been studying on the run. And if I do run into a girl she's either a fan girl happy enough that we spoke or an opponent I have to play against."

"And yet any guy would kill to be in your place" she said as she watched him put away the last of the dishes before taking her empty bowl and washing it. This was when she caught the sight of what appeared to be a bandage wrapped around his upper arm. "Max, what's that on your arm?"

"What's what" he responded, completely oblivious to what she was talking about as he put away her bowl.

"That bandage on your arm? You got hurt didn't you" she asked slightly peeved by the fact that he was lying to her. More so because she cared for him so deeply.

Max had started walking out of the kitchen as he replied "No I don't think so. My arms fine" he said as he continued walking.

Even more hurt, Mariam stood up from her seat. "Don't lie to me! You're hurt!"

Feeling her anger radiating from her Max slowly backed away arms raised as he said "I'm sorry Mariam but I'm not lying. I'm not hurt at all."

She walked over him but as she got closer he continued to back away. "Then why is your arm bandaged? Show me," reaching out her hand to grasp his arm as she said this.

While trying to stay out of her reach Max replied "Mariam I really don't know wha-" but to his not paying attention to where he was going he tripped over the arm of his couch and accidentally took her with her.

They crashed onto the couch, Mariam ending up on top straddling his hips. "Now you have to show me your arm," she said as she grasped his arm and rolled up his sleeve revealing what appeared to be to her a red bandage. "See you are hurt. You did lie to me" Mariam shouted in a quivering voice as if on the verge of tears.

Max reply was a simple "you don't remember do you," with a slight smile and chuckle in his voice.

"Remember what? What's so funny" Mariam asked sounding more pissed that he was laughing.

Max reached up and undid Mariam's red headband and held it next to the bandage on his arm. "Remember the collapsing building incident? Remember when I fell and I hurt my arm, you bandaged my arm with one of your headbands. I've worn it since that day to bring me luck."

She looked closer at the bandage and her headband and saw that the two were a perfect match other than the fact that one was slightly torn from age. Mariam's eyes slowly began to cry and buried her face into his chest. "I…I can't believe y-you kept t-that old thing" she got out between sobs.

He patted her head and gave a slight chuckle and said "well yeah it's important to me." He laid there staring down at the sobbing girl before he continued "remember how you were wondering why I still didn't have a girlfriend?" He felt her nod into his chest still crying. "Well there is one other reason…there's this girl, and I really like her." He felt her body tense up when he talked about the mysterious girl. She felt him kiss the crown of her head. She looked up into his light blue eyes, hers questioning his recent action. He smiled before saying "It's you Mariam. I love you." He kissed her on the lips and felt no resistance and continued to kiss her. He used his arms to prop himself up enough until the point where he could wrap his arms around the girl.

When they finally broke apart Max stroked her cheeks whipping away her tears. "Max I…I…" she stammered finding herself at but she found them soon enough and continued with "Max you IDIOT!" she then tackled him back down onto the couch and began to unleash a fury of kissed on his cheek before squeezing him tight resting her head on his chest proceeding to drift of to dream land while she whispered "I love you too."

He just chuckled before saying "Mariam, I know you're comfortable but…I highly doubt both of us can sleep here without problems.

"You're right" she replied before a smirk crossed her lips and she continued "that's why I think we should move to your bed."

"Wait 'we' as in both of us" he asked surprised wanting to make sure he heard her right.

"Well of course both of us. I can't sleep without my teddy" she said then kissed him on the cheek a beautiful smile on her face.

"You're teddy…" he paused, thinking about what she meant. About a minute later it finally hit "hey you're talking about me!"

TBC

W00t, done with the first chapter. I hope everyone likes it, please like it! I will admit that there have been a few edits here and there but I think it was for the best. So now the question is what do you think?