Saya no Michi: Hello. MissaSama, if you ever find this (hopefully before x-mas) this is one of your presents. I just feel like writing something sweet for you and Sanguinex. Yeah so it might not be exactly great an all but still. And yeah, Sanguinex probably doesn't feel like some of the things I make him feel, but I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Sanguinex better be happy I don't own Beyblades.

Sanguinex's P.O.V.

Silence. Many people love it, yet many people hate it. Silence can grow to be overwhelmingly loud, and that's probably why people hate it, because they're not used to it. But silence can be your friend if you are used to it, or don't get enough of it. See it's easy to be lonely, it's harder getting used to it.

I used to be lonely, silence being my only friend for a long time. When you're a 'freak' loneliness is like second nature. It was hard at first, yes, but after many years it gets ...normal.

But like I said, I used to be lonely. Not until I met 'her'. She was 'different', too. She was also lonely. Like me, her friend was silence, listening and always there. Silence never complains either. Maybe silence is also lonely, seeing as it has no one there for it. Could that be the reason why, if you let it 'speak' it screams and makes a blood-curdling shriek that can drive a person crazy...if you're not used to it?

But that's off topic, and maybe even a little weird. She was like the night itself, her dark skin and eyes. Even her hair was dark. But you could tell she was different, her eyes held an...aura. Like the stars on a beautiful, black, endless, night sky, so easy to overlook, yet so easy to get lost in.

Well, as many may already know, living a damned life isn't all fun and games. Living like a curse and always being shunned. Damn those Majestics. That's why, for a long time, all I had was my team mates, but we were never close.

Like the night, she called out to me. Though I don't exactly know how. I could see it in her eyes, full of loneliness and betrayal. She needed some one, and even if she refuses to admit it, I knew, and that's what's important. She must have known I needed it too.

I guess in a way, she is like the silence. You just have to get used to her. Although to many she's nothing, to me she's my best friend, she's my sanity, she's my night sky, she's my silence that I have craved for so long, and she is always there for me. So don't ask me why I love her.

Marisa sat on the rooftop staring at the sky. Her gray eyes looked hollow and empty, almost emotionless, and her raven black hair swayed in the cold wind. It was as if she was the night, how her dark skin blended in.

Marisa snapped back to reality when she heard a slight footstep behind her. She tensed up and hissed, "what do you want?"

"Are you trying to get pneumonia?" asked a dark, yet soothing voice.

"I like the cold." She replied.

"May I join you?" asked the hooded figure behind her. Marisa didn't say anything so he took it as a yes.

"May I ask what you want?" she repeated.

"Just worried is all." The figure said sweetly. If one looked close enough, you could barley see the slight smile form upon her lips.

"You know," he started, "Christmas is only a couple of weeks away." Marisa nodded. "I thought you'd be going back to your family. I mean, you don't look like the European type."

Marisa stared at him, "what family?" she asked hypothetically. Sanguinex winced in embarrassment. 'I guess I don't know her that well.' He thought to himself.

Marisa sighed, "I'm not going back." She said, looking back at the sky. Sanguinex looked at her, confusion and curiosity written all over his face.

"I'm not gunna go back. I won't. I'm nothing to them. That part of my life is forgotten." She spoke, a little bit of hurt detected in her voice.

Sanguinex wrapped his arm around her shoulder, moving her closer to him, and she leaned into his chest. He placed his cape around her bare arms to try to warm her back up.

"You know,' he started, "you sure are strange."

"You're sure one to talk." She stated bluntly.

"But I can tell you, I know how you feel. About my family that is." Marisa just smiled and looked back up to the sky. It was after all, a beautiful night.

"Come on," Sanguinex replied, "let's go inside. I have a nice pot of soup on."

Marisa managed a slight laugh. "all right," she said, "but you do dishes."

Sanguinex stood up and offered Marisa a hand. She 'reluctantly' took hold of it and got back to her feet.

They were both staring each other in the eyes now, and Sanguinex couldn't help but blush. He never got this close to anyone. He turned away before Marisa could see him blush, and led her back into the house, still holding her hand. Her warm and perfect hand.

Saya no Michi: Awwww now that's so sweet. Oh and Missa-sama REVIEW!!! EVERYONE REVIEW!!!! Marisa, if you don't like it I'll take it down. But I plan to have it all done before Christmas. Soooooo. Whaddaya think?