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Chapter 10

Why Were You There Instead?

"Mr. Granger!"

"Mr. Granger!"

"Please, Mr. Granger!"

"Over here, Mr. Granger!" Tyson looked around the crowded lobby, and shot all the reporters a confused look.

"You talking to me or him?"

"HIM!" They yelled abruptly.

"OKAY!" Squeaked Tyson, as he made his way out of the seeping crowd. As he slipped through, he glanced towards his older brother, and let out a sympathetic sigh. "Good luck, Hiro!" He yelled. Hiro scowled, and turned around.

"Hey! Come back here, you little squirt!"

"Later, Big Bro!" With that, Tyson gleefully slipped out of the lobby, to his room.

"Traitor…" Hiro growled, as he hastily pushed an unwanted camera out of his face.

Hiro heaved a frustrated sigh. Today was conference day. Each team had to endure endless questions and photo shoots for God knows how long, all day. For now, however, he had to fend for himself. Stepping away, he scanned the lobby, and his eyes could scarcely make out a familiar face.

"Mr. Granger! Tell us! Is it true the BladeBreakers have been immune from winning the third round of the all important World Championship?"

"Is it true your team actually 'cheered on' a brutal and violent assault on the one known as Samantha Reddles?"

"Is it true you Hiro Granger are soon to wed?"

"Is it true Mr. Dickenson is a deranged alcoholic?" Hiro heard Mr. Dickenson choke on his water, angrily.

"Is it true you yourself have taken drugs because of the 'pain' Tyson Granger?"

"Are you a natural blue?"

"WILL YOU ALL JUST SHUT UP? Hiro yelled!

Tyson trotted down the corridor, secretly wondering if it had been rather harsh to leave Hiro all on his own. 'Nah!' Making his way outside, he caught a glimpse of a strange white light, peaking between the forest trunks. He squinted his eyes, in hope that he could see its source. Not getting any luck, he let out an unconcerned sigh, and made his way towards the café, where he saw Hilary sitting on Kai's lap, drinking a cup of juice. Kai himself had his eyes close, but there was a content expression shown clearly over his mysterious features. Tyson paused his walking, and pondered on the scene in front of him. Yes, he had despised Kai, and then despised him even more when he abandoned Hilary, but he couldn't help but feel relieved they were back in each other's arms. He let a small smile creep onto his face, as he slowly continued walking towards them. He hoped no more troubles would come between his two friends ever again.

Hilary set down her cup, and rested her head on Kai's shoulder. Closing her eyes, her thoughts began to wonder. Began to wonder about a certain red headed Russian. Why had he been so…brutal? The blade shards had still left scars inside the cavern of her mouth, and she had lost an impressive amount of blood.

"I can't believe you left Hiro by himself Tyson!" Chuckled Hilary, as she shifted in Kai's arms. Kai looked down at her, and quirked an eyebrow. Hilary glanced up and smiled, before she pecked his nose, playfully. Kai smirked, and held her tighter.

"Yeah well, he's old he can handle it." Scoffed Tyson as he made his way into the café. Once there, he spotted the rest of the teams relaxing, either munching on cakes or sipping coffee.

"Oh there you are, Tyson!" Yelled Daichi, as he leaped up from his stool at the counter. " The lady over there is so friendly! She let me have all these cookies for free!" Mariam lifted her head, and eyed the waitress suspiciously. She was tall and thin, her brown hair extensions failed to look anywhere near natural, and her face was caked in make up. Yep, gold digger.

"Oh please, Daichi." She breathed out. " As if Tyson's going to fall for-

"Hey, lady! If you're prepared to give me…TEN! Of those fine bagels, I'll give you an exclusive tour of my mansion!" Robert raised an eyebrow.

"Tyson, you buffoon…the only mansion you've ever been to is mine."

"Exactly." Tyson whispered, as he nudged Robert's elbow.

Mushroom sigh.

"Fine…" Robert murmured, as he sipped his tea, ignoring the gleeful sneers from his teammates. He rolled his eyes when the unknown woman happily gave Tyson his ten bagels, and placed a piece of paper in his hand. Tyson let out a silly grin, and started scoffing down his bagels.

"Hey, guys…where the hell is Enrique?" Asked Joseph curiously. He knew for sure that Enrique would be hitting on that waitress in a matter of seconds. Everybody looked around. They couldn't see Enrique anywhere.

"Hey, do you hear that?" Whispered Emily, as she turned her head sharply. She cautiously crouched down, and pawed her way to the back room door. "Gotcha…" she whispered maniacally.

Sweat drop.

"Exactly why does Emily care about what the hell Enrique is doing?" Asked Michael curiously, looking at Johnny. Johnny raised an eyebrow.

"Well why the fuck should I know? She's in your messed up team after all." Michael nodded his head.

"True she is in my messed- Hey! My team isn't messed up, you hard head!"

"Hard head? Me? As if!" Michael turned up his nose, arrogantly.

"Sure you are. Just observe your hair, practically looks like a volcano…what do you put in it? Melted rocks?"

"What the fuck! What kind of observation is that! Perm Boy!"

"Oh, will both of you just shut up…?" Murmured Mariam, as she massaged her temple with her fingers. She and the rest of the teams looked up when they heard Emily's, somewhat deranged, voice. They all raised an eyebrow, as they watched her carefully grasp the doorknob. The door was the only thing keeping her from seeing Enrique and his mysterious companion. She hissed, and pulled her hand away from the knob, only to try and grasp it again. She started whispering incoherent words, and began to fidget with her hands. Bryan cleared his throat.

"I think she's possessed." He whispered gravely.

"Maybe she has amnesia…"Muttered Max, as he watched Emily intently.

"Yeah…probably got whacked around the head with her tennis racket." Spencer sniggered.

"I think she has a thing for Enrique…" Mariah backed away. "What? Its possible…"

"No its not!" Said Rick, as he stared at Emily wide eyed. "Believe it or not Emily has brains!"

"That's right." Piped up Kenny, as he glanced down at Dizzy. "Emily is way too smart to get herself caught up with the likes of Enrique."

"Yeah, he's a flirtatious jerk!" Squealed Dizzy.

"Hmph! He's living proof a man can live without a brain…" Mariam growled, as she tried to dismiss the prospect of Emily falling for Enrique. She was way smarter than that.

"You know…" Started Oliver. "Enrique really isn't all that bad…"

"Leave it, Oliver." Robert said. "You, Johnny and I, know very well they all speak the truth."

The living room was dark, the only source of light illuminated from a candle on the coffee table. The walls were covered with expensive paintings. Canvas upon canvas of war, battle and limbs. The floor was stony, spiked, built for only the hardest boots to endure. The room was spacious, but with space comes emptiness. One shabby couch lay in the middle of the room, years of abuse shown clearly all over it. The metal spring was visible, and chunks of leather had been ripped out.

Amaya sat huddled on the end of the couch, shaking in fear. She looked down at the spikes on the floor, and then her own feet. Embedded, were scars, old and new. She should have known better. Walking into this room bare foot would scar her feet for life. There was no other option though. There was nowhere else to go. She carefully crouched on her knees and lifted herself up to the small-boarded window.

It was raining. At night. That was what her mother had named her. Amaya. It meant night rain. The next thing she saw after her mother, was rain. It was also night. It had also been night when her mother was murdered. She lifted her old and frail gown slowly, so that her stomach was visible. She gently touched the long slash that ran across her belly and smiled slightly. She did hate this scar, but she loved it too. Apart from her memories, it was the only thing left that reminded her of her mother.

She bolted up she heard a drunken voice.

"Am…aya? Where are you? Come out…I won't harm…you…never. So come out little sister…"

"Oh no!" She whispered, as she crouched behind the couch. Her brother was back. Even though she was only eight, she knew exactly what her brother had been doing for the past year. She had seen all the women he brought in, and they seemingly changed every night. She also knew he had been gambling…drunk. She didn't understand why her brother had changed so much. After her mother died, she had always looked to him for support, now she had none. She was still young, but she could decipher the difference between good and bad. She knew what her brother had been up to, was not a good thing, and it would change her life for the better if she ran away. She had to. If she stayed any longer, she would most surely die.

She had to think of something, and quick. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her beyblade. She admired it; her beyblade was the most precious thing to her. She had trained every day, hoping to one day become a member of one of the top World Champion teams she had heard so much about. She had seen all the kids outside, and she knew she could beat all of them; the house walls were the only things stopping her. So, she had been forced to train by herself, relying on her instinct, and she dreamed of one day getting her own bitbeast. She squealed in fright when she heard the door swing open.

"Hey, what are you guys up to?" Asked Tyson, as him and Daichi walked up to everybody else's crouching figures. All except Tala who was sitting cross-legged in his chair, with his eyes closed.

"Tala?" Called Tyson, as he moved towards him.

"You think he's sleeping?" asked Daichi.

"Nah…he never sleeps…most likely day dreaming. Anyway, what the-

"What the heck is Emily doing!" They yelled.

"SHUT UP!" Tyson and Daichi shrunk, and joined their crouching forms by the wall, as they observed Emily's ludicrous ranting.

"So what is going on?" Mariah lifted up her finger.

"Well... Emily has the hots for Enrique and-

"NO SHE DOESN'T!" Everybody but the Blitzkrieg Boys, screamed.

"As if Emily would stoop so low as to go out with THAT plug hole!" Croaked Gary.

"Yeah! Why the hell would she like Enrique? He's a complete duster brain…" Thought Lee, out load.

"Emily would NEVER fall for that man whore!" Mariam snarled, as she furrowed her eyebrows.

"Well…" Daichi half shouted. "What do you think, Tala?" Tala cracked an eye open.

"Keep talking. I always yawn when I'm interested."

Anime Fall

"Oh…you!" Daichi huffed and turned away. He then whispered, "He was being sarcastic, right?"

"Hey, Hils?" Kai, murmured in her ear. Hilary looked up at him, and smiled softly.

"Yup?" She frowned when he turned his head away, in what looked like shame. She grabbed his chin gently, and turned his head back to her. She tilted her own head up, and gave him a sweet kiss. He had missed her kisses, and was glad that he could still receive them. She pulled away, and started caressing his cheek lovingly. "What's the matter, Kai?" He sighed, and leaned in longingly into her palm. Deciding he was unable to go on with his eyes open, he closed them.

"Its just…I…I really am sorry, Hils. I hate myself for putting you…you of all people through so much pain. I don't think there's a way in the world that I could ever make it up to you." He looked away again.

"I know a way." He turned to look at her again.

"Really?"

"Just be with me."

It had been fifteen minutes since Emily started her deluded jabbering, and the teams still couldn't figure out a conclusion to explain her behavior. One they could all agree on at least.

"FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME KEVIN! NO! EMILY HAS NOT BEEN REBORN INTO A DEMENTED LUNATIC!" Screeched Mariam, breathing deeply.

"Oh yeah? Well…how do you know?" He asked seriously. Mariam slapped her forehead in exasperation.

"Are you always an idiot? Or is it just when I'm around?"

Tala strolled down the pavement, depressingly. He hated admitting it, but he needed to do some serious soul searching, and he wasn't going to do it in the presence of those loop heads.

"I hate love…"

Oh, come now Master! Surely you do not mean that!

'Why hello Wolborg. So, who you been gossiping with this time? Dranzer, Seaborg or Falborg?'

Galeon.

'What…Galeon's not even part of the fucking team!'

And your point is? I can have friends outside of the team! Please…I'm not that lonely…

'Forget it.'

So, what ails you, Master?

Tala clenched his teeth. 'Nothing.'

Could it be that Hilary is once again in the arms of Kai? Thinking about it…she was never really yours to begin with…

…..

Too bad though. She really is an amazing girl. Pity she can never be yours. Hmph! You never even got to kiss her! Just imagine, Kai gets to kiss her whenever he wants. After all he's done to her too. But I must say, you pulling that trick you did, well…wasn't a smart move now was it? Nopty do. Not all. Oh well, blame that on your own foolishness…

'Pardon me, but you're obviously mistaking me for someone who actually gives a damn.'

Now, now, Master. Don't you realize that there are enough people to hate in the world already without you working so hard to give us another?

'Whatever! Go away, there's something I need to attend to.'

As you wish.

Tala casually trotted down to the mall, and wandered around for a bit, until he was familiar with his surroundings. He stopped and looked at the shop he had come for.

"You know, I would much rather prefer to believe Emily is-

Before Oliver finished his sentence, the back room door flung open, only to reveal Enrique and one of the waitresses in a deep kiss.

"Ooooooooh…" Everybody whispered, as they glanced at each other. Ian 's eyes widened.

"That's not good, is it?"

"No duh!" Whispered back Mariah, as she grabbed Bryan's arm. Bryan smirked down at her.

"Don't worry, precious. I'll protect you if Emily looses it more than she already has." He muttered, pulling her into his arms.

Sweat drop

"Precious? EW! CHEESE ALERT!" Called Daichi, Bryan glared at him. Robert turned his attention back to Enrique.

"Say, Enrique! I think you can stop now." Enrique's eyebrows furrowed in irritation, as he flung his hand out dismissively, and carried on kissing the mysterious brunette, who quite happily obliged.

"Er…Ems? Hey, Emily are you okay?" Asked Mariam, as she cautiously moved towards her friend. She was unable to see Emily's expression, because her bangs were shading her face away, but she could tell it wasn't good.

"I'M ABSOLUTELY FINE!"

"AH!" Everybody crashed into the coffee tables. What the hell? Now she was okay?

"Owww…my head…" Groaned Eddy. "What the fuck, Emily?" He backed away, Emily was standing in front of Enrique and the waitress, with a big, fat smile plastered across her face. Then she suddenly turned purple and screamed,

"YOU BASTARD, ENRIQUE! GET IT INTO YOUR THICK SKULL! NO SMART GIRL WOULD EVER LIKE YOU!" Enrique reluctantly pulled away from his kiss, to look at Emily in surprise.

"Why, my dear Emily. Smart girl? Darling, you know brains aren't everything." Emily scowled.

"Yeah, coz asshole, in your case their nothing!" Everybody sniggered. The unknown waitress shot Emily a spiteful glare. Obviously she was annoyed her make out with Enrique was interrupted.

"Why don't you crawl back to your library, you dorky bitch!" She growled. Emily relaxed her eyes casually, but they soon widened as she stared at the waitress.

"EWWWWWWW! GROSS! Hey, don't you need a license to be that ugly?" The waitress gasped in horror.

"WHAT! I'm gonna-

"Excuse me! The PPB All Starz are needed in the main conference room!" Emily turned back to the waitress and stuck her tongue out, before she jumped on Eddy's shoulders.

"Hey! What the hell do you think your doing?" He exclaimed, as he tried to balance her. Emily rolled her eyes.

"Just walk!"

The rest of the teams looked at each other curiously. What the hell was that? Maybe there really was something wrong with Emily.

"Oh, for God's sake!" Mariam huffed loudly, as she sank but into her chair, and buried her head into her hands.

"What?" They all asked, looking at her in wonder. Without lifting her head, she pointed to behind the counter. Everybody turned their heads.

Anime Fall.

"Oh, Enrique! You handsome dog, you!" Giggled a different waitress, with short jet black her. Bryan sighed heavily.

"Those girls better watch themselves, they could catch something from him…"

Tala stalked around the beyblade shop, eyeing different blades and launchers critically. He snapped his eyes too a midnight blue and silver blade, on the bottom shelf. 'Finally…' he thought, as he grabbed it and its launcher. As he walked up to the counter, he found numerous sets of beyblade parts. He gave a thoughtful look, before grabbing a few of the boxes. He walked out of the store, with his bags, and made towards the exit. He turned his head casually and saw a card shop. He frowned.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small, trashed teddy bear he found in a bush. He had only kept it because he knew Hilary had given it to Kai. He planned to throw it away when he got the chance. He slowly moved towards the store, but before he stepped in, his eyes darted around the mall, making sure no one he knew could see him. When he was certain no one recognized him, he let out a huge sigh. 'God, how the hell would I ever live it down…'

Once in the shop, Tala's jaw dropped. It was so…fluffy. He walked around hesitantly, a huge expression of disgust was on his face. 'Why am I here again?' He asked himself.

Hilary.

Tala's eyes narrowed. 'Didn't I tell you to go away?'

Fine, you be the big bad wolf if you want to. Saves me the hassle….

Tala was about to leave the shop, when he felt something soft and very big fall on top of his head. Growling in annoyance, he swiftly grabbed the brown bear and attempted to throw it back on the shelf, when something on it caught his eye. Imprinted on its chest was a message in a pink and red lightning logo. Tala started to read it:

I've been struck by you.

In the conference room with Kai…

"As I have stated several times before, no, Tyson is not my long lost brother." Kai glared at the reporters, stunned at how such stupid people had managed to bag their jobs. Kai was sitting on his own, at a long wooden table, in the conference room. The room was quite plain, wooden walls, and a navy carpet. Dozens of chairs filled the room, all of them occupied by reporters and photographers. Kai let out a huge sigh.

Really, he wouldn't have bothered to come, if it wasn't for Mr. Dickenson. The old man had forced him too come, after he quite clearly stated he had better things to do. Letting out a huge yawn, he fell back into his seat and closed his eyes. He would answer any questions he considered were 'not stupid.'

The rest of the teams, now including Hilary, were all in the lobby, waiting their turns for the conference meetings and interviews. Hilary sighed, as she threw her magazine onto the coffee table. She hadn't seen Tala since this morning, and now it was nearly dark. 'I wonder if something's happened to him...' she wondered.

"Hey, you guys?" Asked Bryan quietly. Everybody looked at him.

"What?" Bryan was staring out the window with his eyes slightly wide, as he watched something outside. Exchanging puzzled looks, the teams joined him, and gasped at what they saw.

"Oh, are you guys serious? What the heck was that? I wouldn't waste my time battling you, if none of you are able to put up a decent fight! Come on! Suck it in! It can't hurt that much, you bunch of ninnys!" Outside of the hotel, lay at least five beaten up kid bodies, all drenched in blood. Standing before them all, with a big smirk on her face, was a small girl. She had short jet black hair, and wore a pair of black jeans and a vest top. Looking closer, everyone could see her clutching a blood stained black blade, with sharp dagger-like fins. Sensing someone watching her, she spun around, and looked up at the lobby window sharply. Everybody jumped slightly, as the little girl observed them, almost looking for someone. She snapped her eyes to Bryan, and with an evil chuckle, bowed her head slightly.

"Bryan?" Bryan stared at her, and nodded. Her eyes twinkled. "My name is Amaya, and you are my new mentor. Ja ne…" And with that she leaped into the bush and out of sight.

Kai's eyes snapped open, as he listened to one of the reporters note muttering. The said reporter, then looked up and grabbed the nearest microphone.

"Mr. Hiwatari, you are now dating the current Bladebreakers' assistant coach, Hilary Tatibana, am I correct?" Not waitng for an answer, he carried on. " Weren't you recently seen with the popular Samantha Reddles?" Kai glared at him.

"No comment." The reporter shook his head.

"Exactly why did you date Samantha Reddles? Weren't you already dating Hilary Tatibana? Now you are obviously dating Miss Tatibana again, why exactly did you date Miss Reddles in the first place?" Kai growled, and noticed how close the cameras and camcorders were. Another reporter lifted up her arm and said,

"Yes, Mr. Hiwatari. What was the point of committing to Miss Reddles, if all along, it was Miss Tatibana? You must feel quite foolish, am I right?"

"No comment."

"Miss Reddles has had her fair share of bad publicity, what attracted you to her? Hmm? Maybe looks?"

"Yes…" nodded another reporter. "Looks…?"

"You have always been known as a 'perfectionist' Mr Hiwatari, have you not? Wouldn't you say Miss Reddles fitted you best, instead of Miss Tatibana?" Kai winced.

"I am sure Miss Reddles is more promising than Miss Tatibana, what do you think?" Kai looked up, and glared at them all, menacingly.

"I think you all need to fuck off."

Bryan fell back into the lobby couch, and heaved out a huge sigh. He was stuck with that kid? Ian chuckled.

"You know…thinking about it…Cosmo really isn't that bad!" Mariah whacked him across the head, and joined Bryan on the couch.

"She was ruthless…" She said, as she leaned on his shoulder. Tyson nodded.

"Man, did you guys see all them kids on the floor? They were all covered in blood!"

"I don't think we should get on the wrong side of her…" Said Mariam seriously. Spencer raised an eyebrow.

"Have you forgotten? She's just a fuckin' kid!" Daichi yawned loudly.

"Whatever, I'm going to bed!" Nodding in agreement, they all decided to retire to bed. Everyone apart from Hilary.

Hilary kicked a random rock, as she made her way towards the forest. She sighed. She didn't know why, but she felt an empty…almost sorrowful feeling in her chest. Unconsciously, she placed her small hand over her heart, and looked up at the glowing moon.

What was this feeling? Was she missing something in her life? She had the guys, she had her family…well most of them, she had her best friends, she was smart, apparently pretty too, and she had Kai as well. What more was there? Shaking her head, she carried on walking until she reached the lake. She gracefully brought her figure to the ground, and hugged her knees.

"I'm really lucky," she whispered to herself, as she stared at the rippling lake. " Yet…I know I'm missing something else..."

"Hilary?" She didn't turn her head, just smiled slightly. She'd know that cold voice anywhere.

"Hello, Tala." Tala flinched. Why did she sound so sad? Gripping his shopping bags, he slowly moved towards her, Hilary could see his shadowy figure loom over. Tala quietly sat down just a few feet away from her. He didn't have any right to invade her privacy. He suddenly felt uneasy, as he remembered this 'situation'.

Sitting beside him was his first love. Last time he had seen her, she had been in Kai's arms, and looked so happy. Now she looked sad. 'How come?' He wondered. Stealing a glance, he saw her staring at the lake. Grabbing his shopping bags, he moved closer and started to open them. Hilary saw him empty out the contents from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but be curious. Turning to face him, she looked on in interest as he began to take out smaller bags. Tala had to smirk at her curiosity. Taking the bag he needed, he placed it on her kneeling lap. Hilary looked up at him in confusion, and saw a smirk on his face. 'What the heck is up with him?' She asked herself. Tala sighed in annoyance.

"You gonna sit there gawking at it, or are you actually gonna use your brain and open it?" He asked. Hilary narrowed her eyes. Jerk! How dare he mock her!

"What if I don't want to open it?" She asked, her temperature getting higher and higher. "Let me guess, maybe it's a cupcake with another smashed up beyblade in it! Am I right, Tala?" She emphasized his name, as she growled in hatred. Tala winced. She didn't trust him anymore. He looked down at his hands. He had really hurt her, caused her pain, and now she couldn't even bring herself to talk to him without shouting. Sighing, he shook his head, and whispered,

"No, its not another spiteful way for me to show my jealously. It isn't." Hilary looked up at him, as her anger slowly diminished. She could tell just by looking into his eyes, he really hadn't meant to hurt her. She brought her hand to rest on his shoulder, and smiled at him. Tala opened his eyes, and looked down at the small, petite hand on his shoulder.

He gave her a small, but meaningful smile, and nudged her free hand towards the bag. She nodded, and took out a large, midnight blue and silver beyblade and a launcher. It was exactly like the one she had before, except…this one had sharp, metal lightening bolts on the side. She grinned and pulled him into a tight hug. Really, she had never met anyone so considerate before. Tala felt a huge weight lift up from his chest. She wasn't mad at him anymore.

"Thank you." She whispered in his ear. Tala held her tighter, knowing full well that he wouldn't get the chance to hold her like this again. His eyes snapped to the side as he saw the same strange light. Was someone there? "Tala, what is that light over there?" She asked quietly. Tala stood up, and held out his hand for Hilary as well. Whatever it was, there was no way in hell he was going to let it hurt Hilary. Taking out his Wolborg, he moved towards the area, instructing Hilary to stay back. A second before Tala could launch his blade, the small light expanded, and suddenly it shot in front of the moon.

"What is that…" Tala and Hilary gazed up at the light, and their eyes widened as it formed into a giant Panda bear.

"Its huge…" Hilary murmured. She backed into a tree as it started to shoot right towards her.

"HILARY!" Yelled Tala, as he ran to her. Hilary shut her eyes, and waited until it was over. 'Huh? I can't feel anything!' Slowly cracking one eye open, she looked to see Tala standing in front of her, worry etched across his face. Hilary looked up at him in wonder, then around the forest.

"Where did it go?" She asked him. Instead of looking around the forest, Tala was staring at her hand. Frowning, she looked down at her hand, which was still clutching her new beyblade.

"Look there." Hilary gasped, and covered her mouth with her hand. She had a bit chip. A large Panda bear was in the middle, looking as majestic as it had done a few minutes ago. Tala smirked, and put his arm around her.

"Congratulations, Hilary. You've got your very own bitbeast."

Later that night, Hilary entered her room, with a large yawn.

"Gosh, I'm beat!" She delicately placed her new beyblade on her bedside table, and was about to get changed when something on her bed caught her eye. " What's this?" She asked herself, as she held it in her hand. It was the cutest stuffed bear she had ever seen! Written on it were the words,

I've been struck by you.

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