No matter how much stories are dedicated to these two, it always seems less. I can't blame the entire massive Tyhil fandom for that greediness. I always feel that these two have developed quite a strong bond, a statement concurred by the anime, whose writers 'themselves' didn't want to have Hilary share that same bond with anyone else. But sometime I feel that even though the anime has provided a lot of hints that make us realize this is a pair who is a heaven match made pair, who has been sprouted from the depictions of anime and not a fandom's imagination, what if the anime didn't keep depositing cute scenes between Tyson and Hilary. Yet still, anyone who would be a first timer to Beyblade V Force would have confirmedly said that Tyson and Hilary look like a couple, and would have stuck to that statement until the end. It's true, when you picture Hilary, Tyson will be the first thing that comes to your mind standing next to her. Every time I see Hilary being paired with someone else, and the same for Tyson, it makes me feel does the person really know the character? No offense, I respect everyone's creativity and imagination and FanFICTION is a place for that. But if I hadn't realized the essence of TyHil, and would have paired Hialry with someone else, I wouldn't call myself a fan of either Hilary or the person I am pairing her with.
The difference between Ray and Salima and Ray and Mariah is that Ray has spent time talking to both, interacting, getting to know each other, spend some time with one another, and ultimately Ray and Mariah did become a canon couple. Similarly, I have seen Tyson and Hilary spend a lot of time with one another and some conversations didn't involve Beyblade and Bitbeast. The only thing sad is that these two were on the verge of becoming a canon couple until the show was done. So I am dedicating this fics to all those Writers, Dub artists, screenwriters, and other staff members, Takao for projecting this beautiful couple in their anime. I would also dedicate it to those first timers who think Tyhil is the one, those thick Tyhil fans, characters such as Tao and Dizzi who think Tyhil has the potential to be a couple as stated by them in the anime. Also dedicated to CuteTyhil and every other author on Fanfiction here.
It all happened a fine morning. I had just woken up, yawned and descended down the stairs, trying to get that dirt of my eyes. When I walked into the living room, I was taken aback. In front of my eyes was a sea of presents, and my wife stood in front of me, a grin stretched on her visage. I blinked rapidly, the words sounding strange in my head. They couldn't possibly be celebrating me, could they? It didn't make sense. I was just doing my job; yet I was being rewarded?
"Tyson, why do you look so confused?"
I blinked yet again before turning to look at Hilary, her dark auburn eyes sparkling as a little smile appeared on her face.
"I…I don't understand this," I gestured towards the decorations, the small collection of presents, and the special breakfast waiting patiently on the counter. "What's all of this for?"
"Father's day," Hilary answered as though it was obvious, which I guess it kind of was. But still, I wasn't so sure of just why it was all here waiting for me.
"I know what day it is," I practically mumbled, "but…why?"
"Because you're a father," Hilary giggled, "today is your day!"
"Babe, you know I despise these days! Couldn't you just have lead with something more enthusiastic?"
Hilary looked almost alarmed by the panic that was showing in my voice and face. She clearly wasn't expecting that reaction from me, and I actually began to feel bad for answering in such a fashion.
"Why do you despise Father's Day?" Hilary asked much more softly than I'd expected. In fact, it was practically a whisper. "I know it's only been six months, but in all this time you've been an amazing father. You deserve this day more than anything in the whole world."
"There's no way I should be rewarded for something I'm supposed to do! Being a good dad is like…a life requirement!"
"Yes, it is important to be a good dad," Hilary nodded in agreement, "but that doesn't mean we can't reward you for it."
I bit my lip and looked away from my pretty wife. I appreciated her efforts, really I did. But something like this was just too painful for me to face.
"This has to do with your childhood, doesn't it?" Hilary murmured in realization. I groaned inwardly and kept my face away. "Tyson, answer me."
"Yeah, it does," I grumbled. An awkward silence set in between us, and slowly turning my gaze back to Hilary, I could see a look of sympathy and understanding on her face. Breathing out slowly, I continued, "You know I didn't have a Mom growing up. Dad was an archeologist and rarely had time for me and Hiro. I never got to celebrate Father's Day as a kid. We couldn't even send our dad a post card because he was bouncing all over the world to study Bit-Beast. There was no reason to celebrate, really."
"Tyson…" she tried, but I ended up cutting her off. I hadn't meant to, really. My mouth was working and my brain was not.
"I don't really like this day. It just brings up too many bad memories for me. You were in school with me. Why do you think I always brought Grandpa to Parent's Day! (I thumpd the table hard) And I feel like I don't deserve to have a part in something like this. I don't want Christine to know about this day, because that will arise expectations inside her." I looked back up at Hilary, who was now giving me a somewhat incredulous look. "Don't get me wrong," I added quickly, "I love Mother's Day! You have every right to celebrate that one. I know how important a mother is! I never had one, but mothers have the right for a day off, right?''
Hilary didn't respond. She turned her eyes away, and it looked as though she was thinking.
"I'll be right back," Hilary announced softly before walking up the stairs. My heart sunk, and I really wanted to bash my head against a wall. The last thing I wanted to do was upset Hilary even further. She was trying her best to make me fool good about myself, and I had completely ruined her efforts.
"Come on, we're going to see somebody!" Hilary's voice trilled from the top of the stairs. I looked up curiously to find her holding our daughter, her wide eyes set intently on her beautiful face. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, she approached me and tried to get Christy to look at me. "Look who it is, sweety! Look!" She didn't seem too interested in listening to her, however.
"Christy..coocoo!" I called sweetly, hoping to catch her attention. Christine's head snapped up, and a huge smile appeared on her face. Shrieking delightfully, she reached out for me, giggling and cooing as she eagerly waved her little arms up and down.
"It's Daddy!" Hilary gasped, bouncing our daughter up and down. She giggled, giving a little baby laugh as she stuck her fingers in her mouth.
I moved closer to Hilary and took the baby into my arms, watching her actions closely. Christy let out another happy squeal before resting against my chest and mumbling jumbled, incoherent phrases.
"Funny," Hilary piped up in a whimsical voice, "she seems to think you deserve this day a whole lot!"
I gave her a false look of anger, to which she responded with a little giggle and a kiss on my nose.
"You're a wonderful father Tyson," Hilary continued seriously, pressing her hands against my face, "don't let the past haunt you like that."
"But how?" I practically whispered.
"Simple," Hilary glanced at Christy before looking back up at me with a gentle smile. "Create some new memories."
I thought about her response for a moment before giving her a grin and a nod. Hilary was right. I did need to make new memories. Having Christine around would make that very easy. I loved my daughter with all of my heart, and I could tell just by looking into her little face that she loved to see me happy.
And then I would think, that maybe I too want to see my father happy. My dad didn't voluntary go off, it was his job, and aside that he loved me and Hiro very much. And I too have a job that involves constant travelling. I have always judged that man, but whenever I see my dad with Christy in his arms, it just swells me up. Bt today wherever he is, I just wanna tell him, that I love him and…Happy Father's Day…''