Living Statue

Starry: Hi, everyone! I'm Starry Sun and this is my first fic! Yay! Anyway this is a one-shot. At the end of the fic, tell me what you think in your review and if you want another or more one-shots. On with the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or any of it's characters because the real owner is Takao Aoki. But I do own the plot and the ooc Kai. Oh, and I don't own FRIENDS either.

Hilary sat on her bed, waiting patiently for the doorbell to ring. She was now married to the one she loved: Tyson. They had intense chemistry between themselves when they were younger. Although they did have occasional arguments back then, they knew that deep down inside that they loved each other. Later when they were more mature, they finally confessed their love and after finishing college, got married.

But that had only been a year ago. And just last week, while Hilary had been shopping for groceries, she came across a young man, probably a couple years older than Tyson. The man's name was Kai Hiwatari. Hilary found him quite attractive and they soon became intimate. They had recent visits from each other when no one was at home. And right now, Hilary was waiting for Kai to show up; he was pretty late.

'DING DONG' went the doorbell. 'DING DONG, DING DONG, DING DONG!'

At the sound of the doorbell, Hilary immediately shot up from the bed she had been sitting on. But as suddenly as she did so, she got a head rush. ( I'm not sure if that really exsists. It's just something I got out from watching "FRIENDS".)

"OW! Head rush!" she yelped, clasping her head with both hands. "Note to self: kill Kai Hiwatari after taking care of business. I'm coming , I'm coming! Stop ringing the doorbell, you idiot! I said I was coming!" She strode across the living room to the front door with and irritated look on her face. She swung the door open swiftly to reveal a young man with slate gray hair for the bangs and midnight blue hair at the back. He had a goofy-looking grin on his face. Not only that but he was half-covered in pink paint.

"Hey, Hils," he said in a cool tone. Hiary just gave him a weird look at the sight of his appearance. "Sorry I was late but the moment I stepped out of the front door of my house, my neighbor's bulldog came running towards me and the first thing it did was bite my leg and leave a mark-," he lifted the leg of his black baggy cargos and showed her his leg where part of it teeth marks could be seen,"-see?"

Hilary just nodded along as Kai rambled on about his ordeal. She stifled a laugh as he jabbered away and she kept on a straight face. Boy, was she a good actress, making Kai think that she wasn't laughing on the inside.

"-and when it was like ten-fifteen, the next thing I know is that some random girl from the street is clinging on to me like glue while I had an empty metal bucket on my head that had been recently filled with pink paint along with a mad bulldog biting my ass. Also, a few police cars were right behind me, driving slowly, and were saying things like,'Hey, you! Young man with the girl on his arm along with an empty metal bucket over his head and a mad dog biting the backside area! Halt! You have the bucket we've been possessing before it was on your head! We need the paint to use it on our desks!' They were screaming it into the loudspeaker and I think I've gone half deaf. What a story, huh?"

Hilary blinked once. Twice. Three times. Four times. And then. . . . . . . she burst out laughing like there was no tomorrow.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, aha ha ha ha!" she laughed. She wiped a tear of joy from her eye as it formed and ran down her cheek. "I'm sorry, Kai. I just couldn't help it." She then put on a serious face and said,"But at least you're here now. Why don't we just start from where we left off the other day?"

Kai had had this bewildered look upon his face the whole time Hilary kept on laughing, which was, surprisingly, about a few minutes. But at the mention of 'starting from where they left off' he came out of his bewilderment and gave her a lazy look.

"Yeah, let's do that," he replied. He swept Hilary off of her feet and carried her bridal style to the bedroom. Hilary giggled as she wrapped her arms around Kai's neck and pecked him on the cheek. He smiled and pecked her back on the forehead. (Yeah, that part just sorta popped out of nowhere. THE ROMANCE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN BUT IT DID ANYWAY!)

'DING DONG!' went the doorbell, all of a sudden.

Kai and Hilary froze and whipped their heads in the direction of the door at the sound of the doorbell.

'DING DONG! DING DONG!'

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!" Hilary chanted. (Heh heh. Got that line from "FRIENDS" too.)

"What? Who's come at this time of night? Who's come, Hilary?" Kai ranted on, now facing Hilary.

"It's Tyson. My husband. He must be back from work! But it's only--" she faced the clock near the living room, which wasn't too far from the main door,"--ten-thirty! He is back from work! And he comes home at ten-thirty! What do we do? He can't see you here! You gotta hide! But how?"

Hilary looked all over the place until her eyes caught the sight of the many bottles of lotion standing on the night-table beside the bed.

"That's it! Put me down, Kai!" she hollered. Yup. You guessed it. All this time Kai had still been carrying Hilary in his arms. He set her down and she shot across the room and into the bedroom and returned with a few bottles of lotion in her hands.

"What are you gonna do with all that lotion?" Kai asked. He suddenly got hit by realization. "We can't do that right now! You're husband is here! He's gonna kill us both when he finds out that you're cheating on him!"

"Correction: if he finds out I'm cheating on him. And, are you crazy? I didn't bring the lotion here for that! Now shut up and hold still while I put this on you." After a few minutes, Kai was completely covered in lotion and looked so shiny you could almost mistake him for a real marble statue.

"Okay," Kai said slowly. "What now? Do I have to poise as something really statue-looking and stand still for the rest of the night until it's morning and you're husband leaves to go to work and then I can take a shower, wash the lotion off, and then finally go home? Is that it?"

"As a matter of fact, yes. That's exactly what I want you to do. Now stand here and keep still; I gotta open the door." She walked up to the door and placed her hand on the doorknob. She turned to Kai and said, "And don't say a word." She looked away and opened the door, putting on a bright smile for Tyson to see.

"Hey, sweetie," the navy-haired, maroon-eyed, man named Tyson, said. He lightly pecked her lips and smiled. "How was your day?" He stepped inside and placed his briefcase on the dining table. He took off his shoes and looked at Hilary, waiting for an answer. Hilary smiled.

"It was pretty good, Tyson," she said, and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Tyson just shrugged and went to the bedroom t change. On his way back to the kitchen, he notied the 'statue' in the middle of the living room. He went over to the dining table where Hilary was setting it.

"Hilary," Tyson said, an inquisitive note wavering in his voice. "What's with the statue in the middle of the living room?" Hilary stopped putting the dinner on the table and went over to Tyson, grabbed his arm, and dragged him over to the 'statue'. She gave Tyson a slight smile.

"I thought that it would give the living room a more sophisticated look," she answered. "You know, fill up the empty space in the living room so it looks more full. It didn't cost that much either. It was on sale actually; a friend recommended it to me. I think it was about a hundred dollars or someting. The original price was a thousand dollars! Can you believe that? That's one-tenth of the original price. What luck, huh?" She went over to the table and removed the briefcase so that Tyson's plate of dinner could occupy that space now. "Dinner's ready, Ty."

"Wow, Hilary! That's amazing! And it's such a brilliant statue, too." He got on his tip-toes and sniffed the 'statue'. "Oh my gosh! Not only that, but it even smells good!" Just before he went over to eat his dinner, he looked at the 'statue' and saw that it was staring at him! Tyson blinked and rubbed his eyes and opened them again to look at the 'statue' only to find that it was back in it's usual position again. Tyson backed away slowly while keeping his eyes on the 'statue'. (How many times have I written that? 'Statue'?) Hilary saw this.

"Tyson? What are you doing?"

"Hilary, I think that the statue's alive! It looked at me!" Hilary giggled.

"Ty, I think you had a rough day so maybe your eyes ar just playing tricks on you."

"Yeah, that must be it." He sat down to eat his dinner. The time now was ten-forty-five. Don't ask me why they're having dinner at that time 'cause I myself don't know. After finishing their dinner and washing the dishes, Tyson questioned, "Aren't you gonna move the statue somewhere else in the living room rather than keeping it in the middle of it?"

"Uhh. . . I. . . erm. . . got s-sorta tired of m-moving it before you came," Hilary stutterd. "That's w-why it took me s-so long to open t-the door and I decided to l-eave it there until morning. . . That is if it's all right with you, Tyson."

"Sure, of course it's all right with me. Now let's get to bed, I'm tired." They walked to the bedroom and changed into their pjs. Hilary wore a teal nightgown lightly decorated with lace at the collar and sleeves while Tyson wore dark green pjs with feet and was decorated with little white bunnies on them. After they put their head onto their pillows, Tyson spoke to Hilary, saying, "The statue's really cool, Hilary. I'm glad you bought it." Hilary just smiled and after a while, they both fell asleep.

At about three in the morning, middle of the night, Tyson suddenly awoke from his sleep. He looked to the side where Hilary was and made sure that she was asleep by checking her breathing. Yup. Good, deep and even. That was Tyson's cue. He got out of bed, very carefully and cautiously so as not to make any vibrations on the bed. He succeeded and the next thing he did was go to the kitchen. He passed the 'statue' on the way. When he reached the fridge, he opened it and pulled out a slice of cake and a glass of juice, went over to the living room and put it on the table.

"Here, pal," he said to the 'statue'. "Go ahead and eat." (Ha ha! I bet that you guys thought that Tyson was gonna eat it, huh?) The 'statue' looked up at Tyson.

"I'm Kai," he said, moving at last and stretching his arms. "Thanks for the food."

"Tyson," Tyson replied. "No problem at all."

"How did you know?" Tyson blinked.

"Know what?" Kai rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch near the table where the slice of cake and glass of juice lied.

"Know that I wasn't a real statue, but actually a dude covered in lotion poised as a statue."

"Oh, that. You see, that same thing happened to me. I was at my girlfriend's house and when her husband came back, she covered me in lotion-" he pointed his finger at Kai, "-like you, and I was left there standing, with nothing to eat for three whole days." Kai blinked.

"Well that explains it."

"Explains what?"

"Explains why you're so weird along with that wife of yours. Duh."

End

Starry: Well, hope you people liked it. It's my lame attempt at humor so give me a break. I'll make another one-shot if I get enough reviews and if people even want me to make one. Bye then and until next time! I hope.