Jashomara: Hey, peoples! I noticed that I haven't written a Kai x Mariah story in a while, and that's my favorite couple. So, I now have another idea.

Rating may change either because of strong language, blood and gore, or lime, but for right now, it's just rated 'T'.

Summary: Somebody is trying to kill Kai, but who? After Mariah saves him from getting shot to death one night, he stays at her house. Now, for some unknown reason, the killer wants her too. The question that's on everyone's mind is… who's the killer? Everyone's a suspect.

Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade.

It was freezing cold outside. One of the coldest nights Russia has ever encountered. Layers of frost cover the ground, street, and grass. For some reason people were still out and about like it was nothing. A cold gust of wind picked up, making a certain pink hair girl shiver.

Her white tank top, baby blue sweater and fluffy, baby blue coat just weren't getting her warm enough. Rubbing her gloved hands together, in vain, she tried to get warm.

Wanting to check out all the great sights that Moscow had to offer, she went out and got lost. The map that Mariah was using was all in Russian and since she couldn't read Russian… she'd be better off taking directions from a monkey.

Sighing in frustration, she sat on a bench nearby. How she wished someone that spoke English or Chinese would come by. I'm never going to find my house. Why does bad stuff always happen to me? She rested her head on her fists and closed her eyes. First my parents get divorced, then my mom and I move to a place where I have no clue what anyone is saying, and now I'm lost! Oh, joy!

"What a great day to leave my cell phone at home." She muttered, shivering as another cold wind engulfed her.

Ding! She heard something behind her. Looking back, she saw that it was a small café'. When the door opened, a sweet smell came to her nose. Pastries and hot chocolate is smelling really good right now. She thought about if she should go in or not. What the heck, I'm already lost and maybe somebody can speak English in there.

She reluctantly got up, knowing that the wind was about to blow. Here goes. She walked into the shop, hearing the 'ding', she knew that must have been what she heard. Warmth and sweet smells hit her all in one blow. Smiling in delight, she took a seat at the counter.

A menu was in good reach. She picked it up and looked at it. Confusion covered her face. Turning the page, she thought, It's all in Russian! Her stomach growled at that thought. Well, it is only common sense, I am in Russia.

"Can't read Russian?" a very familiar and annoying voice asked. Please tell me that isn't who I think it is. She looked to her left to find the very person she didn't want to see in this situation; Kai Hiwatari.

"Yes." She lied. "I just can't figure out what I want." Too suborn to admit that she couldn't read the menu, Mariah tried to understand at lease one word. "I'm just trying to find the hot chocolate and donuts." She said, after noticing him still looking at her.

Kai just stared at her, quite amused, for a few more seconds, wondering if she knew she had the main course menu, not the dessert menu. The pinkette was about to tell him to stop staring unless he wanted a black eye, but he turned and started talking to a waiter in Russian.

He gave the waiter some money and a note, then left out of the door, but Mariah didn't see that part. She did see when he got up and started to walk away. Mariah watched his retreating figure, then turned back to the menu. Knowing that she couldn't understand a word, she was about to leave. Before she could get out of her seat a waiter came by and gave her some hot chocolate, a donut and a note. It had taken her by surprise.

She narrowed her eyebrows and opened the note. It read: You owe me. She smirked as she figured out who wrote it. She was about to take a sip of her hot chocolate, when a lady came in screaming,

"Help! Somebody got shot! Call the police!" in Russian, but of course Mariah didn't know what she was saying, so she went to see. A waiter immediately rushed to the phone and stared screaming something.

Getting up from her seat, the pinkette was pushed and shoved by people trying to get out the opposite way the lady came in. Getting agitated that she couldn't get through, Mariah pushed and shoved back. Finally she got out of the crowd.

Before thinking, she opened the door and was greeted by a rude rush of wind and coldness. This unpleasant surprise left the pinkette freezing. She pulled the hood of her jacket over her head.

"Why are you following me?!" somebody yelled aloud in a voice that reflected that they were hurt. Mariah looked to up to see, lo and behold, Kai Hiwatari. "What do you want?!"

Gasping, she put her hand to mouth. The two-toned haired boy had blood dripping down his left arm, leg, and his chest. His right hand covered the bullet wound on the left side of his chest. "Hey, why aren't you dead!" Someone screamed. The shocked girl looked to the person Kai was staring at in fear.

He had two guns in his hands and was about to shoot again. It was obvious neither one of the people had noticed Mariah standing there. It was late at night so it was hard to see anything. "Die!" the shooter yelled.

Thinking fast, Mariah looked around and spotted a forgotten motorcycle with the engine running. My luck must be changing. Hopping on the motorcycle, she remembered she didn't know how to drive it! Recalling the movie To Fast To Furious she did what they had done. Mariah pulled back the handles.

The force from the take off nearly sent Mariah flying backwards, but she held on tightly. At the same time the guy shot at Kai, but when they heard the motorcycle they both turned their heads. The bullet was aimed at the middle of Kai's face, but he turned at just the right, precise moment. The bullet whisked pasted him, missing by a half inch. It was so close, that he felt the wind come from it as it tour through the air past his nose.

After shaking off his shock, Kai got ready to jump on the motorcycle. 3…2…1… jump! He land right on the back of the seat, causing great discomfort to him. The shooter then snapped back in to reality and started to shoot at the accelerating mobile. "We have got to stop meeting like this!" Mariah yelled over the roaring engine.

Kai just held on for dear life to Mariah. The motorcycle swerved and jerked like crazy. "Do y-you no h-how to drive t-this thing!?" as if jumping directly on the motorcycle didn't cause enough pain for Kai, they were going over all sorts on bumps! This further hurt his "sensitive area".

"No!" Mariah yelled to him. The shooter had now stopped, but Mariah still wanted to get as far away as possible. The cold air whipped at her mercilessly. I'm going to catch a cold. She thought to herself.

"Mariah, you can slow down now!" Kai finally yelled.

"No I can't." she yelled back, her hair whipping at Kai's face.

"Why?"

"I don't know how!" she yelled zooming down the street. Everything past them so fast. They were lucky nobody was on the streets. They had all fled because of the shooting and the cops, like always, never showed up.

Kai took Mariah's hands in his and gently let the handles slip through their grip. Then when they were slow enough, he grabbed the breaks and they stopped. "That was crazy." Mariah sighed. They both got of the mobile.

"I guess I don't owe you anymore." The pinkette smiled. Kai looked like he was about to say something Kai-like, but clutched his chest in pain, then collapsed in Mariah's arms. She looked down at him in alarm. "Oh, great! What do I do now?" she looked at her surroundings and noticed that she had been there before. She was standing in the yard of a white and lavender, two-story house.

The yard had bushes, manipulated into the shapes of different animals. It had lavender double doors with crystal glass windows on both of them. In the glass was an angel design. This wasn't just a house. I was Mariah's house! She picked Kai up and carried him in side. Maybe luck was on her side…

Well, that my first chapter. Please review and tell me what you think.

I wrote this chapter over 3 times. The first chapter wasn't very realistic. I didn't feel the second one and you know you have to feel the story in order to write more. Then I came up with this one, so please review.