So the thing is Joyeta actually spoke to Kai dude in the last chap and it's her turn to be in the lime light once again, I promised some lemon so I'm a girl of my word!! Anyways this chaps gonna have more on our Mariah for all the fans and stuff. Even though I can't wait to write the part with Tala and Ira!!!!! Man!!! Oh whatever, on with it…

For people who just read and don't review, I appreciate you reading but I really need reviews!! I'm dying over here!! I wanna motive to write!!!!

Words like this are like what happened in the past and flashbacks

Words like this are lyrics of songs that I chose as a form of background music for the next happening.

Words like this are in Bangla.

Words like this are in present happenings.

'Words that are thought in the mind'

"Words said by the characters out loud"

Disclaimer: Me no own Beyblade period but me own plot, theekh-achhe? (Okay)

Chapter Eleven

Who Could Ever Truly Love Me?

"You did what!!!!!?!?!?!?"

"What??" I could only look up at the pinkette,

"Did he say anything??!?!?!"

"What would he say Mariah, anyways I know how it feels to get beat by Tyson, you should have seen him, he was a total mess"

"Yeah I wish I saw him from head to toe, he was sooo hot"

"Are you even paying attention Mariah??"

"What? …… the fact that you actually got to hit on him when I didn't!!"

"I WAS NOT HITTING ON HIM!!!! I was consoling the guy because-…"

"Oh whatever, I know you like him, so it figures, I hope he isn't too sad to come back here… so … what was he wearing?"

I could only sweatdrop my way to insanity.

"MARIAH!!"

"Come on; blame me for being curious, anyways, your gonna be 16 pretty soon so… I think you should keep your eyes open"

"Oh don't remind me please!! I hate this so much… I like being unclaimed and plus I'm really bad at those kinda stuff… I just want the guy to just please keep his goddamn pants on!! Sooooooo gross!!!!"

"Issshh… Joy …" She patted me on the head while I still lie flat on my stomach on my bed. " Your still a kid… but that'll soon change, trust me… your innocence will be lost to some lucky guy so don't sweat it cuz I know you'll get someone awesome" She sat beside me, smiling her sweetest kitty smile she could offer. These were times when I loved being her sister.

"I wish! and plus I'm not that attractive like those girls with the enhanced basketballs they stick in their shirts, my body is so screwed from fighting, you know all my bruises, burns and scars" I stuffed my face out off the pillows. "It'll probably give that guy nightmares or something!" I gave my cute smile like I always did, laughing out loud. She just smiled at me.

"O yeah I can picture it now!" I got up and did the best imitation from the creepy guy from tales from the crypt. "Argh… the body from the crypts of hell!!" I laughed uncontrollably.

"Oh stop it! Your not that bad and plus I think the scars that you have are way sexy!!!"

"WHAT??!?!??!"

"Well it kinda gives you an attitude thing going on, like you're not afraid to get hurt or something… a tough girl… which you are actually but it'll kinda make that guy want to impress you or something, a prize he can hope to win"

"Whatever, yeah right!!"

"It's right totally and plus, even though you act tough on the outside I know you're the most caring, affectionate person I know… well other than the poor saplings you fight in the cage with…" She could only hug my already exhausted body from all the training I had to go through. We just kept on smiling.

"So… if you don't mind by asking… are you gonna challenge Tyson?"

My gaze tightened, "No… actually I decided that if he wants to fight me than he'll have to wait in the Deces Chambre, no sooner, no longer…"

"Cool! Cuz I can't wait till I see you kick his butt!!!"

"Well duh, of course I'm gonna!!!!"

"Accha tha-hole ami jai, theek-achhe Joyeta" (Okay so I'm going, okay Joyeta)

"Hae jao, ami jodi ek secondar muddhe na ghuum jai, morbo! yawn" (Yeah go, if I don't sleep in one second, I'll die! yawn)

The pink mistress left without delay right next to her busy schedule of her and her clients, the pretty little kitty loved imagining the day her prince charming would appear in her life and blow her away, but yeah, it was just her greedy, greedy thoughts anyways, duty calls, her next customer was waiting…

The man was beaming at the sight of our pretty kitty in her revealing transparent lingerie, she moved towards the guy with patience, like a pro she slowly moved her body around the man making him harden like a rock, his tongue winked at her voluptuous curves. And it wasn't long before the man's inner desires screamed out, ripping through the garments, he began the deed. He positioned her on the small table in front of them, keeping himself between her thighs. His saliva trailed every portion of her skin, the slippery substance formulated and how could he not oblige. He sank his teeth onto her clit, nibbling on the fragile skin, and then slowly licked off the absolutely delectable liquid. She definitely was tasty; the pure bliss in the man's face did all the talking. The man rubbed his body against Mariah forcing a million moans and groans to escape his lips. But then he had his final act, he grabbed onto both thighs and thrusted his full force into her. She arched her back, bucking up, contributing to the movement. The way her breasts bounced to the motion made him drool for her. Her body was exceptional; her curves were larger than normal. A man would give up the army of the dead to be sucking out her tongue. But you're probably wondering, isn't our pretty kitty getting any pleasure? This was all in a day's work, and she was used to the deliria by now. She threw her head back, slightly opening her jaw, as he began picking up the pace, in and out, the orgasms dripped down the tender exteriors. He nonetheless climaxed. He shot up, reaching for his clothes that claimed the floor resembling a carpet.

When he left she knew that was the signal for her to now rise. She was pale in the eyes; her gaze hummed across the vast room, she had no thought, all men only showed her a bit of decency for the reward they would receive later at night. It was almost all depressing, but those were just thoughts, stupid thoughts, besides, it's not like she doesn't enjoy it. Being the center of attention, being the sex symbol goddess that she was, it was quite appealing and all. Further more, she's never looked back and doesn't plan to do it soon.

"Hey Mariah, sorry to say but Father has some party and we have to get ready, so put your 'I'm happy even though I'm miserable face'" Ming-Ming chuckled, clutching onto her clipboard that seemed to be attached to her body.

"Hmm..."

"Oh and don't bother telling Joyeta … she's not welcome, Father's straight words … sorry"

"Like she'd even want to come…"

Mariah placed her violet silk cocktail dress on the bed as she eyed herself from up to down, she saw her naked reflection vaguely, her gaze always followed a mirror, she couldn't stop looking at her exterior for it was the only thing that mattered, it was the only beauty she contained. Yet again, all depressing. She couldn't help then fantasize about the day Mr. Right comes to whisk her away, snuggle in bed all day after they'd make love, bring in the Sunday morning newspaper, ah yes don't we all. Mariah brought her arms through the straps of the dress. She placed every ornament perfectly. The flashes of the diamonds didn't blind her sight but they did attract other eyes to follow her.

Mariah spoke to the dozens of suitors that suffocated her; she needed to breathe, so she ran to the nearest balcony for a bit of fresh air. Her red wine slurped within the barriers of the glass but managed to spill a bit on her o-so expensive dress. Thank God she was wore a dark color that night or we would have had a serious problem.

"Darn it!" quickly examining her dress from head to toe.

"Here miss, I believe you could use this…"

"Huh? … uhhh … thank you…" she kindly accepted the little handkerchief, looking up at the man, she merely gazed in the moonlight that dipped in his golden hair and smooth tan complexion, his eyes seemed to be so welcoming and his devilish smile, not the creepy ones that guys give but the one that makes you feel good inside.

"You may keep it if you like" his face tilted slightly; oh God was his smile amazing.

"T-thank y-you…" for the first time she felt herself stutter, he was so cute.

He kept his masterpiece perfect smile, and walked away, merely walked away, not a single comment, nor a flirt or gesture that could make you disgusted to the core but a simple favor, an absolute perfect gentleman.

"Sir? Uhhh … may I know your name…?" She almost squeaked out, she felt herself go numb, which caused an awkward stain of red to flush her face.

"I go by Mystel Dorian miss"

"Oh well I'm- ……"

"Don't worry, I already know who you are"

"Okay… umm… thank you again for the handkerchief"

"It was beyond my pleasure; you may even return the favor sooner than you think" with that he leaped from the balcony ledge.

"Oh crap!" Mariah quickly leaned forward to glimpse the man's traits, but he was out of sight. She couldn't comprehend what just happened. What exactly did just happen? She couldn't help wonder was this, what she was wanting all along, an actual chance at true love, but she was getting ahead of herself here. I mean she didn't even know him, plus, he seemed soo gay anyways, come on, the only men who refused to drool over her had to be gay right? Right?! She couldn't help peep at her reflection in the glass she was holding, the beauty sought back at her, teasing her, it hurt to see the way she thought. Always in such a bitchy, sluttish nature, it made her sad, her tears didn't fall, they crashed around her.

'Who could ever truly love me?'

So end of this chapter, so yeah, like I mentioned before, I've paired Mariah with Mystel, for the first time, she's actually not going to be paired up with Rei! Anyways this is really cruel!!! Come on people please REVIEW!!! I don't wanna just write for nothing!!!!!