Kai: What just happened here?
Ray: I don't know.
Tyson: How did they do that?
Kenny: This phenomenal event is scientifically impossible. It defies the laws of nature.
Max: .... Cool!
Wingzero: Someone had better explain this.
Yugi: You see all four of us have yamis. *points to all the hikaris* They are our other halves.
Kenny: ?????
Yami: Both of us share the same body. Each pair has a light and a dark side.
Ryou: The hikaris represent the light while the yamis represent the dark.
Ray: Like Yin and Yang.
Wingzero: Exactly.
Kenny: I think I understand.
Joey: *holds up a sign reading 'Wingzero does not own Beyblade or Yu-Gi- Oh'*
**********Back to Tyson's POV**********
Morning has finally arrived and I couldn't wait to get the day started. This was a first for me, because I had a hard enough trouble waking up. To my surprise, my nightmare was no where as intense or scary as the others. I didn't wake up in a cold sweat. Quickly, I changed into my usual outfit and headed towards Ray's room.
Normally, he would be the first one up. He was the first one to start practicing, which Kai approved of. Just wait until he sees my sweet moves. Then he'll be sorry for coming down on me hard. He thought I didn't practice, but wait and see.
I placed my ear against the door. Instead of hearing Ray getting ready, I heard a steady rhythm of breathing. It couldn't be jet lag, because we rode the bus all the way back. Maybe he was just excited about winning the tournament and couldn't sleep. On the other hand, he could be worrying about his former team mates. The last I heard, they were on good terms. Ray wrote Lee and Mariah as often as possible or called them at least once a week.
Slowly opening up the door, I padded into his room to find him sleeping soundly. As much as I hated to wake him up, our guest will be arriving. We needed to eat breakfast before they turn up. I didn't bother trying to be quiet when I walked across the room. Sitting on the edge of his bed, I shook him gently. In response, he rolled over and mumbled a few things. So this was how they felt trying to wake me up. I shook him even harder, only to receive a near hit as he tried to shove away the source of the noise.
Okay, if he wants to be that way, then fine. Two can play this game. I suddenly had a moment of inspiration. An evil smirk played across my face as an idea came to me. I crawled onto his bed. No it's not what you think. Standing up carefully, I pounced on the unsuspecting beyblader.
"TYSON!!!" Ray yelled at me.
"What?" I asked, trying to look as innocent as possible. I pinned the Chinese beyblader on his bed, but being taller than me, he had an advantage.
An evil smirk graced his face as I saw him thinking of something. Oh no! I should really make a run for it. I gave him a goofy grin before attempting to make a break for it. Unfortunately, he moved faster than I could, and I soon found myself in the position he was. Ray had switched our positions. I don't know how he did it, but I was now the one being pinned. Squirming around, I made an effort to squirm out of his grasp.
"This is for waking me up rudely," Ray smirked.
"Okay, now can we go and eat breakfast?" I asked.
His response was to torture me. Ray's fingers found their way to my ticklish side. At his touch, I laughed really hard. My breathing became shallow until he finally stopped. I had to spend the next moments regaining my breath. While I was doing this, I sent a glare at Ray, who looked innocent as possible.
"I thought you had gotten me back for waking you up rudely," I said.
"That was for trying to wake you up," he smiled at me. "Remember the tournament."
"Oh yeah," I said sheepishly. "At least I didn't place a hot chili pepper in your mouth."
"I don't mind spicy food," Ray laughed. "In fact, the spicier the better."
Shaking my head, I responded. "Only you could say that."
Ray finally had gotten off of me. I slid off his bed. When I looked back at him, he was looking through his clothes. I'd better leave. "Don't be late cause we won't wait up for you."
"Sure," he answered.
Closing the door, I headed towards the kitchen, where Grandpa started preparing breakfast. I picked up the bowl with the pancake batter. He began to make them before turning his attention to the rest of the food. By the time I finished, Ray entered the kitchen.
"That smells good," Ray commented.
"Thanks," both Grandpa and I responded.
"Would you mind setting the table?" I asked Ray as I placed the food on the serving dishes.
"No problem," Ray answered.
During breakfast, we joked around. Ray seemed to enjoy himself, but he looked kind of nervous. When he glanced in my direction, I swore he looked at me with pity in his eyes. Sometimes he laughed uneasily while talking about certain topics. What happened to him? Why was he acting strange? Could he have possibly figure out my secret? Nah, it couldn't be.
"Hey Ray," I asked, after Grandpa had left to open the school.
"What is it?" Ray asked, while maintaining his composure.
"Are you having second thoughts about not going back to China and leaving the White Tigers?" I asked. Well, more like blurted out.
A loud clang echoed throughout the kitchen as Ray dropped his fork. Maybe I shouldn't have asked that question. His eyes were wide open with shock, I think. "Sorry," I apologized quickly as possible.
"It's okay," Ray assured me. He picked up his fork and resumed eating the rest of his meal. "I still miss them, but if you think about it ..... If I stay there, I will miss you guys. If I stay here, I will miss them. Either way, I still miss someone."
"You know you can come and talk to me any time," I smiled at him. "I haven't experienced what you have, but I'll listen to whatever you have to say. And I won't go blurting it out to the rest of the world. You know you're not alone. You have the rest of the team. The more you keep it inside, the more distant you grow from the rest of the team." Maybe I should follow my advice.
"I have taken care of it," Ray assured me. "The White Tigers and I keep in constant contact with each other. They have no problem with and neither do I."
"Something is bothering you," I probed. "I can tell."
"Is it that obvious?" Ray frowned.
"Yes, it is."
"It's kind of personal," Ray sighed. "Please, don't ask any more questions."
"You have my promise," I acknowledged his request. "But promise me that if it gets out of control, you will tell me or someone."
"I promise," Ray answered.
As soon as I finished, I placed the empty dishes in the sink. "I think I'll wait for the others in the family room." Ray appeared confused before realization struck him. "Since we cooked breakfast, you're washing the dishes."
"I don't mind that," Ray said. He placed the rest of the dishes into the sink and started to clean them. "When did the guys say they would arrive?"
"Around ten," I responded, exiting the room.
Ten o'clock came rather quickly. Kenny was the first one to arrive. To our amazement, he actually went to bed on time. He said that he wasn't in any rush to upgrade our beyblades, because we didn't have another match for awhile. Plus, he wanted to keep his health. Next was Kai. I was surprised when he wasn't the last one to show up. Max was the last one to arrive. We knew he had a hard time at the store. Even though we were there a short time, we were physically drained from it. Imagine spending twice as much time there. Plus, they had to deal with them first thing in the morning.
"Sorry, I'm late," Max apologized.
"It's okay," I assured him. "We all know you had a rough morning. Did they try to interview you again?"
"You'd better believe it," Max said, exasperated. "They even tried to follow me, because they knew we were having a team celebration. It took me half an hour to lose them."
"They're getting more persistent since the last time we encountered them," Ray mused.
"What are you talking about?" our team captain demanded.
"Yesterday, we were literally assaulted by a mob and reporters," I answered for Ray and Max. "Ray and I decided to drop by Max's place, only to find a swarm of fans and reporters."
"Hmph," Kai responded. "Better hope they don't discover the location to the rest of our homes."
"I hope not," Ray sighed.
"You live in China," Kai mentioned.
"He's living with me," I smiled.
"Good," Kai said. "At least I know he's not slacking off."
"What are we going to do?" Max asked curiously.
"We are going to practice," Kai commanded. He took out his beyblade and his launcher.
"We just got back from the world championships, can't we rest," Max complained.
"Yeah," Ray second that. "It won't kill us to take a break once in awhile."
"Resting sounds beneficial," Kenny backed up the rest.
"While you're resting, everyone will be surpassing our abilities," Kai announced, rather coldly. "We need to practice if we want to stay on the top."
"I second that!" I said, a little bit more enthusiastically than I wanted. Everyone in the room fell over or face faulted, even Kai. What? "Was it something I said?"
"You actually want to practice?" Max gasped.
"I don't believe my ears," Kenny said with disbelief.
Ray walked up to me and placed his hand on my forehead. "He doesn't have a temperature."
"Very funny," I retorted as I pulled off his hand.
"It's about time, you took our practice seriously," Kai said, leaving us behind.
We had finally caught up to him. Since I didn't have a stadium at my house, we opted to go to the nearest available one. We went to the one where I first battled Kai. Kenny brought his laptop and his spare parts kit, just in case we needed to repair any of our blades.
"I'll go first," Max smiled. He held out his newly upgraded beyblade.
"I'd like to go against Kai," I smirked at our team captain. Just wait until you feel my power. You'll even be amazed at how much I practiced.
"You don't stand a chance against Dranzer and me," Kai retorted. "But if you like losing, that's fine with me."
"Who said I was going to lose," I giggled. The rest of the team looked at me oddly. They probably thought I had lost it somewhere along the line.
Both Kai and I launched our beyblades into the stadium while Max refereed. Kenny had his laptop open so he can measure our beyblades. Our blades circled the stadium while trying to shove the other one out. They crashed and grinded attack rings. Our bit beasts at some points came out and physically attacked each other.
"Give up?" Kai mocked me.
"Never," I returned. "Keep going Dragoon."
"I should have mercy on you and end this," Kai said nonchalantly. Seven minutes had passed. "Dranzer finish him off with fire arrows!"
"Rose storm!" I ordered Dragoon, who promptly followed orders.
In a matter of seconds, Kai's blade was sent spinning out of the stadium. It landed in front of Ray's feet. The others appeared to be in various degrees of shock. Maybe it was me defeating Kai or could it be my latest attack. I'm leaning more on the latter. Out of all of them, Kai seemed to be the most surprise.
Regaining his composure, he finally spoke up. "Nice move. Since when did you learn that maneuver? I haven't seen you practicing often."
"That's where you're wrong, Kai," I answered, hoping they wouldn't pester me into giving them the details. "I practiced when you weren't around."
"Oh really," Kai raised his brow.
"I thought you hated practicing," Ray said. He had picked up Kai's blade and handed it back over. "You always complained against it every time."
"Let's just say that I didn't like his methods," I answered. I held my hands on the back of my neck. That was some lame excuse.
"It's not that bad," Max said. "Okay, maybe it is."
"What else do you have?" Ray asked.
"Why don't you find out," I teased him.
"I accept your challenge," Ray answered.
We launched our blades into the stadium. Kai was looking over his blade. He probably was wondering why he lost to me. I had placed extra weights on my beyblade before. Though it made my blade exceed the weight limit, I only used it during training. Afterwards, I made sure I took it off before anyone discovered my secret. Kenny was furiously typing away on his laptop. I guess my latest attack completely caught him and Dizzi off guard. Max appeared to totally hyped. Ray looked determined to win.
"Tiger claw attack," Ray commanded Driger.
"Dragoon, agility!" I ordered. Soon, we couldn't see where my beyblade went. It had dodged Ray's attack quickly and moved in different directions to confuse him.
"Nice defense," Max commented.
"Good move, but not good enough," Ray smiled. "Driger use tiger claw attack with black lightning." His bit beast prepared to launch a vicious assault.
Now was the perfect time to strike, while his defenses were low. "Quick attack!" Dragoon launched a series of attacks against the beyblade. "Now use wind dance!"
Ray stepped back in shock. He watched as his beyblade wobbled out of control. The others stood in shock as they saw my blade nearly take out Ray's beyblade.
"Finish him off with wing blaster!" I almost screamed at my beyblade. Ray's beyblade soon joined Kai's.
"I never knew you could create that many moves," Ray admired.
"Me, neither," Max also agreed.
"Those were some interesting moves," Kenny said while typing away.
"Easy there Chief," Dizzi warned him.
"What have you been holding back?" Kai demanded to know.
"Rose storm is my strongest attack," I answered. "On my offensive, I have wing blaster, take down, quick attack, and you already know storm attack. For defense, I have agility, side winder, and hurricane."
"It must have taken you a lot of time perfecting those moves," Kai mentioned.
"Yeah, it did," I said thoughtfully. "We had the tournament to think about so I practiced a lot more than I normally do." Please, let them buy that excuse.
"I'd think so," Kenny agreed.
"Next time, I'm training with you," Max smiled.
"I think you're hiding something from us," Kai said. His eyes locked onto me.
"What on earth could you possibly mean?" I asked, trying to sound really confused.
"You know what I'm talking about," Kai snapped. "Why do you wake up in the middle of the night to practice?" Everyone's attention turned to me.
"Okay," I sighed. "I was really nervous about the competition, so I woke up in the middle of the night to practice, because I thought I'd lose. Happy?"
Kai nodded his head. "So it was your fear of losing that cause you to practice late at night."
I hung my head in shame. It wasn't the real reason why I practiced at night. Heck, it wasn't even close to the reason. If they only knew what really happened. My shame wasn't my fear of losing. It was the fear of telling lies. Sooner or later, one of them was going to find out. I don't know what I would do.
I pray that no one will find out.
Wingzero: Another chappie finished. I'm so proud of myself. Hey sorry it took awhile to get this chapter up. I had no computer for four entire days, because I had a wireless network card installed.
Death Scythe: How dare they make my aibou suffer! They will pay!
Wingzero: Calm down.
Yami: Then that means you haven't gotten to our Fanfics.
Wingzero: Ehehehehe. Fraid so.
Yugi: We understand. Don't we? *taps his foot on the floor*
Yami: Of course. *embraces his aibou while glaring at anyone who disapproves of it*
Kai: .........
Ray: Are you two?
Yugi: In one story, I'm his resurrected wife and in another one, I'm half boy-half girl.
Ray: Oh.
Kevin: I think I'm too young for this. *runs out of the room screaming*
Wingzero: Okay. Btw, you still can vote for the next fic. I'm still writing this, but I'm going to start brainstorming ideas for the next one. Ja Ne!
Ray: I don't know.
Tyson: How did they do that?
Kenny: This phenomenal event is scientifically impossible. It defies the laws of nature.
Max: .... Cool!
Wingzero: Someone had better explain this.
Yugi: You see all four of us have yamis. *points to all the hikaris* They are our other halves.
Kenny: ?????
Yami: Both of us share the same body. Each pair has a light and a dark side.
Ryou: The hikaris represent the light while the yamis represent the dark.
Ray: Like Yin and Yang.
Wingzero: Exactly.
Kenny: I think I understand.
Joey: *holds up a sign reading 'Wingzero does not own Beyblade or Yu-Gi- Oh'*
**********Back to Tyson's POV**********
Morning has finally arrived and I couldn't wait to get the day started. This was a first for me, because I had a hard enough trouble waking up. To my surprise, my nightmare was no where as intense or scary as the others. I didn't wake up in a cold sweat. Quickly, I changed into my usual outfit and headed towards Ray's room.
Normally, he would be the first one up. He was the first one to start practicing, which Kai approved of. Just wait until he sees my sweet moves. Then he'll be sorry for coming down on me hard. He thought I didn't practice, but wait and see.
I placed my ear against the door. Instead of hearing Ray getting ready, I heard a steady rhythm of breathing. It couldn't be jet lag, because we rode the bus all the way back. Maybe he was just excited about winning the tournament and couldn't sleep. On the other hand, he could be worrying about his former team mates. The last I heard, they were on good terms. Ray wrote Lee and Mariah as often as possible or called them at least once a week.
Slowly opening up the door, I padded into his room to find him sleeping soundly. As much as I hated to wake him up, our guest will be arriving. We needed to eat breakfast before they turn up. I didn't bother trying to be quiet when I walked across the room. Sitting on the edge of his bed, I shook him gently. In response, he rolled over and mumbled a few things. So this was how they felt trying to wake me up. I shook him even harder, only to receive a near hit as he tried to shove away the source of the noise.
Okay, if he wants to be that way, then fine. Two can play this game. I suddenly had a moment of inspiration. An evil smirk played across my face as an idea came to me. I crawled onto his bed. No it's not what you think. Standing up carefully, I pounced on the unsuspecting beyblader.
"TYSON!!!" Ray yelled at me.
"What?" I asked, trying to look as innocent as possible. I pinned the Chinese beyblader on his bed, but being taller than me, he had an advantage.
An evil smirk graced his face as I saw him thinking of something. Oh no! I should really make a run for it. I gave him a goofy grin before attempting to make a break for it. Unfortunately, he moved faster than I could, and I soon found myself in the position he was. Ray had switched our positions. I don't know how he did it, but I was now the one being pinned. Squirming around, I made an effort to squirm out of his grasp.
"This is for waking me up rudely," Ray smirked.
"Okay, now can we go and eat breakfast?" I asked.
His response was to torture me. Ray's fingers found their way to my ticklish side. At his touch, I laughed really hard. My breathing became shallow until he finally stopped. I had to spend the next moments regaining my breath. While I was doing this, I sent a glare at Ray, who looked innocent as possible.
"I thought you had gotten me back for waking you up rudely," I said.
"That was for trying to wake you up," he smiled at me. "Remember the tournament."
"Oh yeah," I said sheepishly. "At least I didn't place a hot chili pepper in your mouth."
"I don't mind spicy food," Ray laughed. "In fact, the spicier the better."
Shaking my head, I responded. "Only you could say that."
Ray finally had gotten off of me. I slid off his bed. When I looked back at him, he was looking through his clothes. I'd better leave. "Don't be late cause we won't wait up for you."
"Sure," he answered.
Closing the door, I headed towards the kitchen, where Grandpa started preparing breakfast. I picked up the bowl with the pancake batter. He began to make them before turning his attention to the rest of the food. By the time I finished, Ray entered the kitchen.
"That smells good," Ray commented.
"Thanks," both Grandpa and I responded.
"Would you mind setting the table?" I asked Ray as I placed the food on the serving dishes.
"No problem," Ray answered.
During breakfast, we joked around. Ray seemed to enjoy himself, but he looked kind of nervous. When he glanced in my direction, I swore he looked at me with pity in his eyes. Sometimes he laughed uneasily while talking about certain topics. What happened to him? Why was he acting strange? Could he have possibly figure out my secret? Nah, it couldn't be.
"Hey Ray," I asked, after Grandpa had left to open the school.
"What is it?" Ray asked, while maintaining his composure.
"Are you having second thoughts about not going back to China and leaving the White Tigers?" I asked. Well, more like blurted out.
A loud clang echoed throughout the kitchen as Ray dropped his fork. Maybe I shouldn't have asked that question. His eyes were wide open with shock, I think. "Sorry," I apologized quickly as possible.
"It's okay," Ray assured me. He picked up his fork and resumed eating the rest of his meal. "I still miss them, but if you think about it ..... If I stay there, I will miss you guys. If I stay here, I will miss them. Either way, I still miss someone."
"You know you can come and talk to me any time," I smiled at him. "I haven't experienced what you have, but I'll listen to whatever you have to say. And I won't go blurting it out to the rest of the world. You know you're not alone. You have the rest of the team. The more you keep it inside, the more distant you grow from the rest of the team." Maybe I should follow my advice.
"I have taken care of it," Ray assured me. "The White Tigers and I keep in constant contact with each other. They have no problem with and neither do I."
"Something is bothering you," I probed. "I can tell."
"Is it that obvious?" Ray frowned.
"Yes, it is."
"It's kind of personal," Ray sighed. "Please, don't ask any more questions."
"You have my promise," I acknowledged his request. "But promise me that if it gets out of control, you will tell me or someone."
"I promise," Ray answered.
As soon as I finished, I placed the empty dishes in the sink. "I think I'll wait for the others in the family room." Ray appeared confused before realization struck him. "Since we cooked breakfast, you're washing the dishes."
"I don't mind that," Ray said. He placed the rest of the dishes into the sink and started to clean them. "When did the guys say they would arrive?"
"Around ten," I responded, exiting the room.
Ten o'clock came rather quickly. Kenny was the first one to arrive. To our amazement, he actually went to bed on time. He said that he wasn't in any rush to upgrade our beyblades, because we didn't have another match for awhile. Plus, he wanted to keep his health. Next was Kai. I was surprised when he wasn't the last one to show up. Max was the last one to arrive. We knew he had a hard time at the store. Even though we were there a short time, we were physically drained from it. Imagine spending twice as much time there. Plus, they had to deal with them first thing in the morning.
"Sorry, I'm late," Max apologized.
"It's okay," I assured him. "We all know you had a rough morning. Did they try to interview you again?"
"You'd better believe it," Max said, exasperated. "They even tried to follow me, because they knew we were having a team celebration. It took me half an hour to lose them."
"They're getting more persistent since the last time we encountered them," Ray mused.
"What are you talking about?" our team captain demanded.
"Yesterday, we were literally assaulted by a mob and reporters," I answered for Ray and Max. "Ray and I decided to drop by Max's place, only to find a swarm of fans and reporters."
"Hmph," Kai responded. "Better hope they don't discover the location to the rest of our homes."
"I hope not," Ray sighed.
"You live in China," Kai mentioned.
"He's living with me," I smiled.
"Good," Kai said. "At least I know he's not slacking off."
"What are we going to do?" Max asked curiously.
"We are going to practice," Kai commanded. He took out his beyblade and his launcher.
"We just got back from the world championships, can't we rest," Max complained.
"Yeah," Ray second that. "It won't kill us to take a break once in awhile."
"Resting sounds beneficial," Kenny backed up the rest.
"While you're resting, everyone will be surpassing our abilities," Kai announced, rather coldly. "We need to practice if we want to stay on the top."
"I second that!" I said, a little bit more enthusiastically than I wanted. Everyone in the room fell over or face faulted, even Kai. What? "Was it something I said?"
"You actually want to practice?" Max gasped.
"I don't believe my ears," Kenny said with disbelief.
Ray walked up to me and placed his hand on my forehead. "He doesn't have a temperature."
"Very funny," I retorted as I pulled off his hand.
"It's about time, you took our practice seriously," Kai said, leaving us behind.
We had finally caught up to him. Since I didn't have a stadium at my house, we opted to go to the nearest available one. We went to the one where I first battled Kai. Kenny brought his laptop and his spare parts kit, just in case we needed to repair any of our blades.
"I'll go first," Max smiled. He held out his newly upgraded beyblade.
"I'd like to go against Kai," I smirked at our team captain. Just wait until you feel my power. You'll even be amazed at how much I practiced.
"You don't stand a chance against Dranzer and me," Kai retorted. "But if you like losing, that's fine with me."
"Who said I was going to lose," I giggled. The rest of the team looked at me oddly. They probably thought I had lost it somewhere along the line.
Both Kai and I launched our beyblades into the stadium while Max refereed. Kenny had his laptop open so he can measure our beyblades. Our blades circled the stadium while trying to shove the other one out. They crashed and grinded attack rings. Our bit beasts at some points came out and physically attacked each other.
"Give up?" Kai mocked me.
"Never," I returned. "Keep going Dragoon."
"I should have mercy on you and end this," Kai said nonchalantly. Seven minutes had passed. "Dranzer finish him off with fire arrows!"
"Rose storm!" I ordered Dragoon, who promptly followed orders.
In a matter of seconds, Kai's blade was sent spinning out of the stadium. It landed in front of Ray's feet. The others appeared to be in various degrees of shock. Maybe it was me defeating Kai or could it be my latest attack. I'm leaning more on the latter. Out of all of them, Kai seemed to be the most surprise.
Regaining his composure, he finally spoke up. "Nice move. Since when did you learn that maneuver? I haven't seen you practicing often."
"That's where you're wrong, Kai," I answered, hoping they wouldn't pester me into giving them the details. "I practiced when you weren't around."
"Oh really," Kai raised his brow.
"I thought you hated practicing," Ray said. He had picked up Kai's blade and handed it back over. "You always complained against it every time."
"Let's just say that I didn't like his methods," I answered. I held my hands on the back of my neck. That was some lame excuse.
"It's not that bad," Max said. "Okay, maybe it is."
"What else do you have?" Ray asked.
"Why don't you find out," I teased him.
"I accept your challenge," Ray answered.
We launched our blades into the stadium. Kai was looking over his blade. He probably was wondering why he lost to me. I had placed extra weights on my beyblade before. Though it made my blade exceed the weight limit, I only used it during training. Afterwards, I made sure I took it off before anyone discovered my secret. Kenny was furiously typing away on his laptop. I guess my latest attack completely caught him and Dizzi off guard. Max appeared to totally hyped. Ray looked determined to win.
"Tiger claw attack," Ray commanded Driger.
"Dragoon, agility!" I ordered. Soon, we couldn't see where my beyblade went. It had dodged Ray's attack quickly and moved in different directions to confuse him.
"Nice defense," Max commented.
"Good move, but not good enough," Ray smiled. "Driger use tiger claw attack with black lightning." His bit beast prepared to launch a vicious assault.
Now was the perfect time to strike, while his defenses were low. "Quick attack!" Dragoon launched a series of attacks against the beyblade. "Now use wind dance!"
Ray stepped back in shock. He watched as his beyblade wobbled out of control. The others stood in shock as they saw my blade nearly take out Ray's beyblade.
"Finish him off with wing blaster!" I almost screamed at my beyblade. Ray's beyblade soon joined Kai's.
"I never knew you could create that many moves," Ray admired.
"Me, neither," Max also agreed.
"Those were some interesting moves," Kenny said while typing away.
"Easy there Chief," Dizzi warned him.
"What have you been holding back?" Kai demanded to know.
"Rose storm is my strongest attack," I answered. "On my offensive, I have wing blaster, take down, quick attack, and you already know storm attack. For defense, I have agility, side winder, and hurricane."
"It must have taken you a lot of time perfecting those moves," Kai mentioned.
"Yeah, it did," I said thoughtfully. "We had the tournament to think about so I practiced a lot more than I normally do." Please, let them buy that excuse.
"I'd think so," Kenny agreed.
"Next time, I'm training with you," Max smiled.
"I think you're hiding something from us," Kai said. His eyes locked onto me.
"What on earth could you possibly mean?" I asked, trying to sound really confused.
"You know what I'm talking about," Kai snapped. "Why do you wake up in the middle of the night to practice?" Everyone's attention turned to me.
"Okay," I sighed. "I was really nervous about the competition, so I woke up in the middle of the night to practice, because I thought I'd lose. Happy?"
Kai nodded his head. "So it was your fear of losing that cause you to practice late at night."
I hung my head in shame. It wasn't the real reason why I practiced at night. Heck, it wasn't even close to the reason. If they only knew what really happened. My shame wasn't my fear of losing. It was the fear of telling lies. Sooner or later, one of them was going to find out. I don't know what I would do.
I pray that no one will find out.
Wingzero: Another chappie finished. I'm so proud of myself. Hey sorry it took awhile to get this chapter up. I had no computer for four entire days, because I had a wireless network card installed.
Death Scythe: How dare they make my aibou suffer! They will pay!
Wingzero: Calm down.
Yami: Then that means you haven't gotten to our Fanfics.
Wingzero: Ehehehehe. Fraid so.
Yugi: We understand. Don't we? *taps his foot on the floor*
Yami: Of course. *embraces his aibou while glaring at anyone who disapproves of it*
Kai: .........
Ray: Are you two?
Yugi: In one story, I'm his resurrected wife and in another one, I'm half boy-half girl.
Ray: Oh.
Kevin: I think I'm too young for this. *runs out of the room screaming*
Wingzero: Okay. Btw, you still can vote for the next fic. I'm still writing this, but I'm going to start brainstorming ideas for the next one. Ja Ne!