Disclaimer: I don't own anyone here, except for the Other Characters, who you will meet soon enough! And well... everything else you have never heard of is probably mine too. In fact, EVERYTHING HERE IS MY CREATION! (Seleity: ...Kiza..) You know what, I OWN THE WOOOOOORLD! (Seleity: Kiza...) No...I OWN THE WHOLE GODDAMN UNIVERSE! (Seleity: KIZA!) Overboard? (Seleity: Twice and over a waterfall.) Haha... I knew that.

Summary: Three girls are captured by B.E.G.A. and taken to Boris. They recieve special training to become better beybladers with their assigned tutors. When not training (which is basically from 5:00 P.M. to 5:00 A.M.), they are forced to be maids, as well as carry out certain missions.

NOTE: Come to think of it... the beginning of this really sounds like He is My Master... Not that it's really a bad thing! Hehehe...

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Today is Yesterday's Tomorrow
Chapter One
That's Life
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Not for the first time, Ayane Sakiyama sat at a large empty table. She had requested that the chefs cook something spectacular, something her parents would enjoy, as it was her birthday. She had known that her parents would not have time to pick something up, let alone order it. But throughout the entire week, she had a sinking feeling that they would not remember like the past years.

"Ikkitakimasu," she muttered.

It was already well past 7:00 P.M. Her parents were not home, and maids and chefs had already left. Ayane was alone again, for the seventh day straight, in her home.

To her, that just wasn't fair. She envied her friends for their perfect families. For being able to arrive home after school and actually be able to see their mother in the kitchen readying dinner and their father in the living room reading the newspaper. All Ayane had to look forward to was another empty home with negligence and feigned consideration.

That was part of the reason why she spent so many nights at her friends' houses.

The only thing that could keep her mind off of her own problems was beyblading, not to mention all those fights she had gotten into at school. Despite all that, she had a passion for it, and that passion led her to continue training, to continue focusing her anger and depression into her blade.

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Fukori sighed deeply and plopped onto the couch. Her mother had just made dinner, which consisted of her favorite foods, Anogo don and Edo sushi. Her sister, Kaori, was sitting on the sofa already, her face covered behind her laptop.

"What are you looking at that is so interesting?" Fukori inquired, leaning onto her sister's shoulder.

"I'm comparing your blade with Ayane and Riza's."

"Oh... who has the worst one?" she teased, poking Kaori on the shoulder.

"Well... you."

"What? How can that be? You've got your facts messed up, Kaori!" Fukori defiantly crossed her arms and looked away. "There is no possible way that my Aphrodite could be that bad! Are you sure it isn't Riza's Harmonia or Ayane's Vixen?"

Kaori scoffed and typed something onto her computer, before looking up at her sister with a serious tint in her violet eyes. "Nope. It's you. You have any idea why it's you?"

Fukori shook her head.

"It's because you focus on your appearance! You never train as hard as Ayane or Riza even. With your free time, you go shopping or get your hair done or your nails or whatever else there is! You have to train too, Fukori. But... You are the weakest link, goodbye." She got up and walked upstairs, leaving Fukori still sitting there, a pout forming on her lips.

"I was almost certain that it was Riza."

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Giggling, Riza sat down on her bed and picked the phone. Every year on their birthdays, she would call up Fukori and Ayane using three-way. They would start talking about nonsense things, usually with her or Fukori babbling and Ayane listening, occasionally putting in pieces of her own. This was the way things always were.

>Talk to me.-

"Hi, Fukori!"

>Hi, Riza! Getting ready to wish Ayane a happy birthday?-

"Don't I always? Anyway, hold on for a second, okay?"

Riza placed the reciever on her desk as she pressed hold, line two, and Ayane's number. She picked up the phone again after clicking back on Line One. She could hear the ringing of the phone. "Once she answers the phone, yell 'Happy Birthday'."

>>What?

>"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"-

>>Thanks.

>Did you get anything good? Like... oh say... a new vanity?- Both Ayane and Riza could tell that Fukori was crossing her fingers. They had wanted to give Ayane a makeover for the longest time. The only problem was that there was no vanity.

>>The only things I got weren't from my parents.

"Oh... that really sucks, Aya-chan! Did you see them at all today?"

>>No.

>Not even for a minute?-

>>No.

"Well, what did you do for the whole time after school?"

>>Train.

>SERIOUSLY? You trained for four hours straight?-

>>Even I'm not that stupid. It was more like three.

>Aya-chan, you have got to get some time off so we can go shopping together! Bring your parents' credit cards and show them a lesson! Teach them that you need them more than they need you!-

>>Real nice way of putting it.

"That's a great idea, Fukori! We can go to the mall and get some new stuff! Harmonia could really use a new attack ring after I split her old one in half."

>Yeah! And Ayane can max out her parents' credit cards!-

>>What is it with you and my family's money?

>Other than the fact that we have got a rich best friend, nothing!-

"Okay then! It's all settled! Let's meet at my house at nine o'clock sharp!"

>In the morning?-

"Of course!"

>I need my beauty sleep!-

>>I need to train.

"You guys can do that any time!"

There was a scoff at the other end. >>Fine. I'll be there.

>Okay. If even the Queen of Ice can get away from her morning training, than I suppose I can miss a couple of minutes of my beauty sleep.-

>>What is that supposed to mean?

>Oh! I have to go! Kaori's calling me! Bye, guys! So nine sharp at Riza's house! Got it! Ja ne!- (click)

>>I have to go train. Ja. (click)

Beaming, Riza turned off the phone and set it back in its place. She tugged at her blonde hair and began planning for the next day. It had never occurred to her that Ayane would agree to go.

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TO BE CONTINUED

AN: Anyway... Ja/Ja ne means see you later. And umm... yeah! I promise to make the next chapter longer! I swear! Oh and by the way, for all you PERVERTED PEOPLE out there, vixen is a female fox. So... yeah! Remember to review! I'll also be accepting flamers. I mean, Vixen, Harmonia and Aphrodite need to eat something right? Chapter Two in the making!