Well, someone asked me to do a traditional couple. Here it is. Max's POV. Their 17. Its not exactly love, but more of a budding freindship thing.
I don't own Beyblade.
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I was standing in the rain. A hard rain. A rain mixed with sleet and hail the size of golfballs.
Nine years ago,on a day the exact opposite of this, my parents got divorced. Why?
Because of me.
It was his fault I didn't get good grades. It was her fault I sprained my wrist.
All they did was argue about me.
I guess I should be glad they thought that much about me. But i'm not.
The tears in my eyes are mixing with the rain. The hail's tapered off.
I'm getting cold. Maybe that's because I don't have a coat on.
Damn.
I start walking down the sidewalk. No one's around.
That's because they're smart. They won't risk getting sick.
I'll probably catch a cold.
I don't care. I get colds all the time.
I'm missing someone. That's strange. Everyone I love is right here, in Bey city.Except...
Her.
She's in Canada, studying science. She's who I'm missing.
She's the reason I won't end it all. The sight of her eyes filled with tears passes through my mind, and it wrenches my heart.
I would never hurt her like that. I'm not that cruel.
"Max! Max, wait up!"
I turn around to see a girl in a pair of old, scubby jeans and a over sized hoodie trying to catch up to me. I stop to see who it is.
"Max! Are you insane? You're gonna get sick!" The girl hands me a coat.
my coat.
I study the girl. She looks vaguely familar....
Then it hits me like a brick.
"Emily? Wha-what are you doing here?" I stammer, taking the jacket and slipping it on.
"I flew in two hours ago. What are you doing in weather like this without at least a sweater on?"
"What's the point?" I shrug."I'm just going to get wet anyway."
"Still, you should have something on warmer than a t-shirt. What would Judy say? She's here too, by the way."
"hnn."
"Max!" Emily gives me a playful swat, and I look down at her; she's at least an inch shorter than I am.
"Sorry."
"Hey, let's go home before you catch a cold. The last thing you need is to get sick." She slips her hand in mine and we start walking back to my house.
I can feel the warmth of her body against mine. I give a slight shiver as the sweet sent of her drenched hair reaches my nose.
Emily gives me a side long glance of worry.I look back at her and squeeze her hand reasuringly.
"I'm fine."
"Well you don't look it. When we get home, the first thing i'm going to do is send you to bed and get you some chicken soup and neo citran. That always works." she said vindictively.
"Always?" I raise an eyebrow.
Emily flushes darkly, and lowers her eyes. "Well, /almost/ always."
"Don't worry about it.' I stop, slip my hand out of hers, and wrap my arms around her, hugging her tightly.
"Maxy.." she purrs lightly, and wraps her arms around my neck.
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there's your stupid traditional couple. Can I go back to weird couples now? I found another beyblading girl I can use, so I don't have to flip through Mariah and Emily.
I GIVE NO CREDIT TO MY USELESS MUSES!
I don't own Beyblade.
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I was standing in the rain. A hard rain. A rain mixed with sleet and hail the size of golfballs.
Nine years ago,on a day the exact opposite of this, my parents got divorced. Why?
Because of me.
It was his fault I didn't get good grades. It was her fault I sprained my wrist.
All they did was argue about me.
I guess I should be glad they thought that much about me. But i'm not.
The tears in my eyes are mixing with the rain. The hail's tapered off.
I'm getting cold. Maybe that's because I don't have a coat on.
Damn.
I start walking down the sidewalk. No one's around.
That's because they're smart. They won't risk getting sick.
I'll probably catch a cold.
I don't care. I get colds all the time.
I'm missing someone. That's strange. Everyone I love is right here, in Bey city.Except...
Her.
She's in Canada, studying science. She's who I'm missing.
She's the reason I won't end it all. The sight of her eyes filled with tears passes through my mind, and it wrenches my heart.
I would never hurt her like that. I'm not that cruel.
"Max! Max, wait up!"
I turn around to see a girl in a pair of old, scubby jeans and a over sized hoodie trying to catch up to me. I stop to see who it is.
"Max! Are you insane? You're gonna get sick!" The girl hands me a coat.
my coat.
I study the girl. She looks vaguely familar....
Then it hits me like a brick.
"Emily? Wha-what are you doing here?" I stammer, taking the jacket and slipping it on.
"I flew in two hours ago. What are you doing in weather like this without at least a sweater on?"
"What's the point?" I shrug."I'm just going to get wet anyway."
"Still, you should have something on warmer than a t-shirt. What would Judy say? She's here too, by the way."
"hnn."
"Max!" Emily gives me a playful swat, and I look down at her; she's at least an inch shorter than I am.
"Sorry."
"Hey, let's go home before you catch a cold. The last thing you need is to get sick." She slips her hand in mine and we start walking back to my house.
I can feel the warmth of her body against mine. I give a slight shiver as the sweet sent of her drenched hair reaches my nose.
Emily gives me a side long glance of worry.I look back at her and squeeze her hand reasuringly.
"I'm fine."
"Well you don't look it. When we get home, the first thing i'm going to do is send you to bed and get you some chicken soup and neo citran. That always works." she said vindictively.
"Always?" I raise an eyebrow.
Emily flushes darkly, and lowers her eyes. "Well, /almost/ always."
"Don't worry about it.' I stop, slip my hand out of hers, and wrap my arms around her, hugging her tightly.
"Maxy.." she purrs lightly, and wraps her arms around my neck.
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there's your stupid traditional couple. Can I go back to weird couples now? I found another beyblading girl I can use, so I don't have to flip through Mariah and Emily.
I GIVE NO CREDIT TO MY USELESS MUSES!