Hi everyone. I know I haven't updated this story in a while, so for the people who are waiting for updates, I apologize. Anyway, here's the sixth chapter. I hope you enjoy it. Read & Review.

Once they were dry and dressed again, Tyson and Hilary avoided Ash and Misty as well as each other, refusing to talk about what happened in the pool. By the time it was twilight, Misty had had enough. She found Ash and brought him into the lobby with her.

"We have to do something about this. Whatever happened between them is obviously upsetting them," Misty said.

"Shouldn't we just let them handle it themselves? I mean, it was kinda our fault since we barged in on them, " Ash said.

"Ash, they've had all day to talk it out by themselves and they've barely spoken since this morning. If we don't get them to address this, they never will."

"Well we should at least apologize to them to set them at ease."

"I guess you're right."

"Where are they?" Ash asked.

"Tyson is sitting in the stands in the stadium and I don't know where Hilary is," Misty answered.

"You find Hilary and I'll talk to Tyson," Ash said.

Misty nodded and walked into the pool area while Ash went into the battle room.

Ash found Tyson sitting on the bottom rung of the left set of stands. Going over and sitting next to him, Ash put a hand on Tyson's shoulder. The bluenette turned to Ash and after a moment, gave a heavy sigh and looked back at the floor.

"Look Tyson, I'm sorry for embarrassing you and Hilary like that, and so is Misty."

Tyson turned to Ash again. "It's okay…"

Despite what he said, Tyson's expression was just as downcast as before.

"You're not okay though. What's wrong?" Ash asked.

Tyson hesitated before answering. "It's just…yeah, what happened was embarrassing and you two barging in at the worst possible moment certainly didn't help matters, but-do you remember what I said about not being able to get Hilary to like me?"

"Yeah."

"Well, what happened in the pool seemed to say otherwise, that she does like me, but after we got dressed, she didn't say anything to me and seemed to be purposely avoiding me. I don't know what to do. Does she know she's driving me nuts by giving these mixed signals?"

"Tyson, why are you so concerned about her liking you? I thought she was your friend. Shouldn't she already like you?" Ash asked.

Tyson didn't answer and looked away from Ash again. Ash knew then that there was something that he wasn't divulging. "Tyson, what's really going on here?"

"I want to know that she likes me so that I know where our relationship stands."

"What do you mean?"

He turned back to Ash. "I mean that I don't want her to just like me. I wanna be more than friends with her. I want…I want her to love me…like I love her…"

Ash's eyes widened in shock. "You love her?"

"Yeah and that's why this whole situation is so frustrating. We fight practically every day so half the time I'm not even sure we're friends. Today, we had fun and not only did it feel like she was my friend, it seemed like she felt the same way about me that I do about her. I mean, earlier today in the pool, if you and Misty had come in five seconds later, we would've kissed, but now she's pulling away from me."

"Tyson, to be honest, I'm not the best person to ask when it comes to stuff like this, but I can say I know how you feel as far as what it's like to be in love," Ash said.

"You do?"

"Yeah. I know because I love Misty."

"How long have you felt that way?" Tyson asked.

"Four years at least. What about you?"

"Almost two years."

"Well, all I can say is that if you really care about your relationship with her, you'll make the first move and talk to her to see where you stand," Ash said.

Meanwhile, Misty had found Hilary leaning on the wall looking at the aquarium.

"You okay Hilary?" Misty asked.

"No, I'm not," Hilary said, not taking her eyes of the aquarium.

"What happened?"

"Tyson asked me if I wanted to go swimming with him in the pool, just the two of us. I said yes. We chased each other, raced across the pool and generally had a good time. Then…he was holding me, really close…and I felt him…get hard…"

Hilary was blushing like mad upon saying the last part and Misty blushed as well, having no idea that that was what she and Ash had walked in on.

"Hilary, I am so sorry for me and Ash walking in on you two like that. I had no idea-"

"It's okay. That's not what I'm upset about."

"Oh? Well, what's the problem?"

This time, Hilary turned to face Misty. "For the last two years, Tyson's gone out of his way to tell me that as far as he's concerned, I'm a burden to him and the team and I figured that was what he really thought of me. Then today, he gets an erection while I'm in his arms and tells me that he's sexually attracted to me! How the hell am I supposed to respond to that?" she asked, frustration clear in her voice.

"Good question," Misty said. "You two looked like you were about to kiss when I saw you. Maybe this is a sign that he does like you."

"Then how do I reconcile that with our constant arguing? What if it was just a heat-of-the-moment kind of thing and not due to any supposed feelings he has for me?" Hilary asked.

"I don't know. Why don't you ask him? Talk to him and tell him how you feel about the situation. You can use Daisy's bedroom if you need privacy."

"What am I supposed to say?"

"You don't have to tell him you love him, just tell him your concerns about what happened," Misty said.

Hilary sighed. "I guess I can't avoid it forever. I'd better go find him."

She went into the pool area and found Tyson on the other side of the room. They stared at each other for a few moments, afraid to break the silence. Hilary spoke first.

"Tyson, come with me," she said.

Tyson nodded and walked over to her then they both went into Daisy's bedroom.

Once they got settled, an awkward silence ensued. Tyson began to get frustrated and gave Hilary an annoyed look.

"So what did you want me for?" he asked, sounding harsher than he meant to.

"I wanted to talk about what happened earlier today," Hilary said.

Tyson was silent again for a moment before responding. "What about it?"

"I just wonder what I'm supposed to take away from it."

"What do you mean? I told you I was attracted to you. What about that is hard to understand?"

"I'm not just talking about the erection. I mean the whole situation. The erection, the almost kiss, the fun we had earlier today. I don't know what it means in the context of our relationship."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Tyson asked, sounding angrier every time he spoke.

"Alright Tyson, I guess I have to spell it out for you, again! What are we doing right now?"

"We're talking. What kind of stupid question is that?"

"No jackass, we're FIGHTING, like we ALWAYS do! That's what I mean by the context of our relationship. We always argue, fight, yell, and insult each other. Then earlier today, it was a complete one-eighty. How am I supposed to reconcile that? What am I supposed to think when the way you acted today is completely different from how you usually treat me?"

Tyson's eyes narrowed even more at Hilary. "You think I'M giving mixed signals? What about you? You complain about how I treat you, but when I try to be nice, you brush me off!"

"Oh, you TRY to be nice? Here's a thought Tyson; instead of TRYING to be nice, you could go the extra mile every once in a while and actually BE nice! Has there ever been a day that you HAVEN'T insulted me in some way or played some stupid prank on me? Even when you're 'nice', you can never go without trying to hurt me somehow. And you wonder why I don't respond?"

"So now you're saying that I can't even tease you because you'll interpret it as me trying to hurt you? Hilary, grow a thicker skin."

"There's a difference between friendly teasing and being purposely offensive you asshole and you'd do well to learn it!"

"God, it's like I can't do anything right in your eyes! What the hell do you want from me?" Tyson asked in frustration.

"I want-I want to know that I matter to you!" she yelled.

Tyson was so shocked by the answer that his retort died on his lips. "What? Hil, we've known each other since childhood. How can you think you don't matter to me?" he asked, truly hurt by her statement.

"Do you really need to ask that question? For the last two years, all I've heard from you is that you think I'm useless, that I don't belong on the team because I don't beyblade, that the only reason I'm there is out of pity because I'm too much of a bitch to have any real friends, and I can't count how many times you've insulted my physical appearance. What else am I supposed to think?

Tyson hung his head. He had no idea that she actually took what he said to heart. "Do you really believe that's what I think of you?"

"Yes Tyson, I do. Hell, I'm surprised you haven't come right out and said that you hate me!"

Tyson head shot up at that comment. "Hilary, I know I've been a jerk to you but you should know that I could never, EVER hate you. And all those times I said you were useless or that you didn't belong on the team? I lied. That's not what I think of you at all."

"Oh really? Well, I've never gotten the indication that you appreciate what I do for the team, so you'll understand if I'm skeptical as to the truth of what you just said."

"What? Look Hil, I know I don't say I appreciate you as much as I probably should-"

"As much as you should? Tyson, you've NEVER said you appreciated me being on the team! In fact, you constantly bitch at me for making you train."

"That's because you almost never let up. I hate being pressured and that's what you do."

"Well I'm sorry you feel pressured but like I told you before we came here, the reason I push you and the others so hard is because I want you to be at your best, not just because I'm a coach but because, believe it or not, I want you to win your matches because I consider you a friend. I wish you understood and appreciated that, but you obviously don't."

"Yes I do! Why do you think I battle so hard whenever I compete in a tournament?"

"Because you want to win and keep your title?"

"Well, duh! But that's not the only reason. I want to show that the training I go through has paid off and that I've been taking it seriously. I wanna show the people that push me so hard that even though I may not like it, I appreciate the effort they put into training me. That includes Kai, Kenny, Hiro and especially you. I battle as hard as I do because I want you to be proud of me."

Hilary was stunned. She had no idea battling meant that much to him or that it involved her at all. "Tyson, I am proud of you. I thought that was clear from all the times I congratulated you on winning."

"And I thought you knew that I appreciated what you do for the team from the way I beyblade. Kai and Hiro understood it. Why not you?"

"Well, you make it abundantly clear that you value their places on the team while you went out of your way to tell me that I didn't have a place on the team every chance you got. You've almost never given me any indication that my role in the Bladebreakers matters to you so how am I supposed to know otherwise? Do you get it now?"

Tyson sighed. "Yeah, I get it and I'm sorry."

"Thank you."

There was an awkward silence between them as neither knew what to say next. Tyson spoke first.

"You remember how you said that I always insulted how you look?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, the fact that I got hard today thinking about you should tell you that any insult I said to you was bullcrap and that I really like the way you look," he said, smirking.

"Yes, I know that now. And truthfully, I think you're very attractive too."

"You know, I had a really good time with you today," he said, smiling at her.

"Likewise," she said, smiling back at him.

"Hey, you wanna see a movie before we hit the hay?"

Hilary giggled. "It almost sounds like you're asking me out on a date."

"Well, I'm not. But if you wanted to go on a date sometime, I wouldn't complain."

"Sure, I'll watch a movie. I'll take a rain check on that date."

"Great. You find a movie we'll both like and I'll make some popcorn."

"Oh no, I'm making the popcorn. You always burn it."

Tyson pouted. "Oh alright, fine."

When Hilary was going back with the bowl of popcorn, Misty happened across her as she was going to close down the gym.

"Hey Hilary, what's the popcorn for?" she asked.

"Oh Tyson and I are watching a movie together," Hilary answered.

Misty smiled. Apparently, they had worked things out. "Really? That's great. Enjoy the movie."

Misty watched Hilary go and continued to smile to herself before she turned and walked down the hall toward the pool area.