Disclamer: This story is not owned by me... chapters will be added in time.
Chapter One
The city of love. Paris. As most would expect, there was love blossoming all around. For young Oliver, this took away from the breath-taking scenery from the Effiel tower, and instead left him pondering about one of the most common question that this world offers…
Oliver was currently leaning on the guard rail. He signs to himself. "I wonder if it's true that you can really find true love... ah..."
It was at this very moment that Salima walked out of the elevator, wandering aimlessly among the large structure. Her long, red hair flowed out behind her.
Oliver jumped slightly as the small ding from the elevator echoed through the beams of the giant structure. It had only been him and Enrique a second ago, and now this angel was walking amongst the duo…
"I take it you fancy her?" Enrique asked the smaller boy, following his slightly glazed over eyes to Salima. Oliver, yet again, jumped. "Man...she's a cutey...want me to invite her over here?" Enrique continued, now ignoring the smaller, now blushing, boy.
"Uh-u-u-u-h--n-n-no…" Oliver finally stuttered, his cheeks changing to a deeper shade of red.
"Oliver?" Erique asked, finally noticing the state Oliver was in. He pressed his hand to Oliver's forehead. "Man, you're hotter than the sun!" Enrique exclaimed, quickly pulling his hand away.
"Shh!" Oliver ordered, giving a shy glance in Salima's direction. Oliver watched Salima turn, smiling slightly.
"Hi!" She greeted happily. She didn't expect anyone else to be up in the tower.
Oliver, not wanting to show he was blushing, quickly turned to face the window, and pretended to be surveying the scenery. Enrique decided to act cool.
"Hi!' Enrique replied cooly. "Nice voice too…" He mumbled so that only Oliver could hear.
"Will you cut it out!" Oliver whispered back. Salima shrugged to herself and turned behind her to look over the breathtaking scenery of Paris.
"Oh, sorry Oliver." Enrique whispered back sarcastically. "She is hot, man! You always get shy around hard to penetrate girls!" Enrique told him, rolling his eyes.
"I-I-I-I…" Oliver tried to come up with an explanation for his lack of bravery around the feminine gender, but couldn't. "Oh, shut-up Enrique!" Oliver told him madly, frowning and looking angry.
"Oh…." Enrique noted just how pissed-off Oliver looked. Oliver never got that way, unless it was VERY important. "Sorry…" He apologized quietly. There was another small ding and the elevator doors opened to reveal Robert and Johnny. Salima stood, staring out at the scenery in front of the elevator.
"Excuse me." Robert asked politely. Salima was snapped out of her trance and looked up.
"Oh, sorry…" She apologized, stepping aside. Robert and Johnny thanked her and walked by, looking for their friends.
"Oh, there he is…" Johnny told Robert, pointing at Enrique. "Enrique!" Johnny called, with his usual boisterous voice.
Oh, who's calling my name now? Enrique Said to himself, his ego as big as ever. "Could it be that cute girl…?" He whispered. Enrique turned; half expecting to see the girl giggling and waving like most girls did to him, but instead found Johnny calling him over.
"Unless you want a broken shin…" Oliver grumbled, obviously hearing what Enrique had whispered. "You will shut-up."
Robert and Johnny, obviously sick of waiting, ran over to them. "Dude, what's wrong?" Johnny asked Enrique quietly. Usually Enrique would run over to them like an eager puppy.
"Don't worry about me…" Enrique whispered back. "It's Oliver…"
"Oliver?" Johnny asked, not allowing Enrique to finish. "What's wrong?"
Oliver stared blushing again and tossed Enrique an angry look.
"Apparently he has a little crush on that girl over there…" Enrique chucked his thumb over his shoulder at Selima.
Robert turned to look. "Oh my…nice…" He muttered, giving her a good scan over while her back was turned.
"Will you please keep it down!?" Oliver whispered, turning pink. Johnny decided to ignore it.
"Hey, why don't you come look over here?" He called out to her, much to Oliver's dismay. Salima raised her eye-brow, giving the majestics a good one-over.
Good god Johnny you retard… Oliver thought to himself, contemplating jumping off the tower. He sighed. Salima cautiously walked over, but instead focused on the team and not the view.
"Good afternoon, Miss…?" Robert asked, smiling.
"My name is Salima." She replied kindly, looking over at Oliver. Oliver gulped and whispered to Enrique "I hope it's not that obvious that I like her…"
"Let me put this lightly…Kai is chuckling from all the way over there…" Enrique pointed to a shaded corner where Kai was, indeed, watching the situation with a small smirk on his face.
"Damn you Kai…" Oliver whispered, giving him a glare.
"So…" Salima's voice snapped Oliver back to reality, away from his killing-Kai thoughts. "What's your names?"
"My names Johnny." Johnny told her, nodding.
"I'm called Robert… not Robort or Robot and not Roberto...please don't make that mistake." told her, making sure she got the message.
"And I'm Enrique!" Enrique said enthusiastically, giving her a small wink.
"Nice to meet you all!" Salima exclaimed. Then she noticed Oliver hadn't said anything. She took a step closer to him. "What's your name?" She asked her voice calm and pure.
Oliver gulped. "U-u-u-u-u-uh…." He managed, going pale.
"I don't think he knows his name." Salima said, chuckling lightly. "Do you?" She asked Enrique.
"Yea, I do, but I'm SURE he wants to tell you, don't you Oliver?" Enrique asked, nudging Oliver in the ribs. Oliver nodded.
"Well…umm…" Oliver stuttered again, Salima laughed.
"Can you tell me his name?" She asked Enrique again.
"Umm…Sure." Enrique told her, glancing at Oliver who nodded.
"Have you ever heard of a blader named Oliver?"
"Yes, I've read a little bit about him…" Salima assured, tapping her finger to her chin in a thinking manner.
"Well…" She began listing them off with her finger. "He's a world famous bey blader, a great cook and one of the cutest people around to date...as far as I read from someone's fan mail."
Enrique nodded, and Oliver thought his stomach had done a back-flip. "Did it say what he wears?" Enrique pressed.
Salima tilted her head to the side. "Not that I recall…"
"Well!" Enrique exclaimed. "This guy just so happens to be called Oliver!" Oliver now KNEW his stomach had done a back flip.
Salima looked at Oliver, and blinked innocently, almost confused. "Really? The son of the French billionaire?" She asked.
Enrique nodded. "Yeah!" He exclaimed, slapping Oliver on the back.
Salima seemed flabbergasted. To take her mind off of the shock, she looked around, inspecting the mighty metal beams. "Man…I'd never have guessed that I would stumble upon the Majestic's…"
Suddenly, she heard a small thud and looked around to see that Oliver had fainted on the floor. Luckily for him, his head had hit Robert's foot, and not the hard floor.
"OW!" Robert screeched, hopping on one foot.
"OLIVER!" Enrique yelled, and kneeled down to check for a pulse.
"Is he alright?" Robert questioned, collecting his composure.
"Yea…" Enrique told them, relived. "He just fainted…"
Salima looked confused. "How? Nothing hit his head or anything…"
Johnny burst out laughing. "Yeah, he jus-" Robert quickly placed a hand over Johnny's mouth. "Mmph pphmmm mmhppmm hemmmph" Johnny told her through Robert's hand.
"Shh!" Robert whispered to Johnny.
Salima sweat-dropped and looked over at Oliver. "Poor guy…" She said a loud.
"Oh man, I better get him home…" Enrique told Salima, lifting Oliver onto his back. "Sorry about all this…"
"Oh, you don't need to apologies!" Salima informed him, mearly giving him a glance before her gaze returned to Oliver.
Enrique smirked. "So…where you headed to?" He asked, a plan already brewing in his head.
"Dunno." Salima replied. "Usual travel, I guess…"
Robert looked appalled. "Haven't you got a home?" He questioned.
"…No, I don't." Salima informed them, shaking her head sadly. She quietly sniffled, hoping they didn't hear her.
"Oh…" Johnny said, finding his voice first. "It's like that…"
"I'm sorry…" Robert apologized for bring up memories.
"It's alright…" Salima told him, nodding.
"Well, then you can stay at Oliver's!" Enrique said happily.
"Huh…?" Salima asked, confused. "Are you sure…?"
Enrique laughed a bit. "Yes, I'm sure!"
Salima looked around frantically, half-expecting to awake form this dream on a train, or a plane… "But…"
"But…?" Enrique asked, tilting his head to the left like a confused puppy.
"Well…" She looked into his eyes. "But w-w-w-what if….well…ya know…are you sure I'm allowed?" Salima asked, biting on her lower lip.
"Yes! I'm staying with Oliver at the moment too!" Enrique informed her, adjusting Oliver on his back. Johnny went to call the elevator.
Salima squeaked, partially delighted, partially fearfully. "You sure…?"
"Oh yeah, Oliver let me stay as I'm currently having some family troubles with my parents…so…." Enrique said, rubbing the back of his head in an 'I'm innocent' manner.
Salima smiled warmly at him through tears. "Thank-you"
Enrique smiled at her. "Not a problem…" The elevator emitted a small ding and everybody piled into the elevator. I think I can tell what Oliver can see in her… Enrique thought to himself.
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Is this okay? I surely hope so!
From Your Friend: Jedi Lord -Author-
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