Hey guys! Sorry for the two week absence -.- My dad just arrived and we've been spending tons of father-daughter time together ^^ I apologize in advance if this chapter is bleh ~^ I wrote most of it being half asleep like I am right now *points to clock* It's 12:30 =P Neway, I hope it's somewhat okay…and don't mind the ending XD
Everywhere
Chapter 3: Motionless
Mariah stood up and reached towards the top of the file cabinet. She felt a familiar object settle into her palm as she slowly brought it down. Going back to her original position on the chair, she began to examine her new discovery.
She tilted her head as she gazed curiously at the silver object in her hand, a Beyblade to be exact. And it sure was one helluva Beyblade as a matter of fact. She figured it probably belongs to someone else competing in the Asian tournament. With the mind-boggling parts that were clearly obvious right in front of her, it was apparent that it belonged to a serious Beyblader; maybe even more serious than Mr. Cheerful next door.
The pink-haired girl ran her finger on the bit and attack ring inquiringly. As she touched it's metal texture, she felt a strange gut feeling in her stomach. It hinted towards two things: there was something special about this Beyblade, but there was something hidden, but dangerous about it too.
"Ow!" she winced as she felt a prick and instinctively dropped the Beyblade on the floor.
She furrowed her brow as she examined her right index finger, noticing that there was a small cut on it. It was barely visible, but it sure did hurt. As a human instinct, she put her finger in her mouth, trying to ease the sting.
She glanced down at the object that cut her and sighed. 'This is definitely a weird Beyblade,' she declared in her head. 'Still, I gotta admit, it does grab my curiosity…'
Mariah leaned down and gingerly picked up the Beyblade again, this time with the other hand.
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"Jamie Jamie Jamie…" repeated Tyson wonderingly. "Who could this kid be?" he asked aloud to no one in particular.
The rest of the team shrugged; they were just as much in the dark as Tyson was.
After Mr. Dickinson had left, the three Beybladers had headed for the park to train, while Kenny brought Dizzi along with him, as usual. After a bit of practicing, they decided to take a quick break and were now lounging around with nothing to do but wonder about this mysterious person somehow connected to Kai.
"We gotta ask him who this guy is," declared Tyson as he leaned back against the bench. "I'm dying of curiosity!"
"You heard what Mr. Dickinson said," Chief broke in as he looked up from his laptop. "This is obviously something private Tyson. We can't just go and bombard Kai with questions as soon as we see him."
"Well why not?" he asked as he looked up at Kenny. "Kai's always been too mysterious. We're a team remember? A team that he's part of. We're all supposed to be buddies," he sighed. "And even after all we went through last year, he still acts the way he does."
"I know what your saying Tyson, but maybe it's something personal," Ray tried to point out, remembering his past experience with the White Tigers. "And you can't really change who you are. Anyway, we shouldn't be poking into his life if he doesn't want us to, even if we are his team-mates."
Tyson grumbled something incoherently as he pulled his cap over his face. "Come guys," began his muffled voice, "aren't you the least bit curious about who Jamie is?"
No reply.
"Hey I know!" Tyson jumped off of the bench excitedly. "How about we go through Kai's stuff and see if there's anything there???" he suggested eagerly.
"Are you crazy?!" exclaimed Max, standing up. "Kai would sooooooo kill us!!!"
"And going through people's stuff without a warrant *is* illegal," added Kenny sternly.
Tyson grinned, disregarding his friends's remarks. "We'll only get in trouble if we're caught," he implied smugly. "It'll be fine! We'll make sure to put everything back just the way we found it. Kai won't notice a thing."
His team-mates all gave him unsure looks as they shifted around uncomfortably. "I guess that's adios for team work then," Tyson rolled his eyes. "Well, I'm gonna check it out with or without you guys. If any of you change your mind, I'll be in the dorm."
The other Bladebreakers watched as Tyson casually headed back to their hotel. "Should we really be letting him do this?" asked Kenny as he stared after his friend.
Ray couldn't help but to smirk despite himself. "Well can we stop him?" he asked while raising an eyebrow.
"Heh, you got a point there," grinned Max. "Trying to stop him would be like trying to stop a tornado," he laughed for a brief moment, but then paused to think. "You know actually…maybe we should go with him."
"WHAT?" burst out Chief in surprise.
"Hey hear me out!" the blonde said defensively. "Tyson can barely keep track of his stuff, do you really think he can manage going through Kai's things and putting them back perfectly?" he asked. "And what about if Kai comes back? I know if Tyson gets in trouble it would be his fault, but he's still our friend. We gotta be looking out for each other!"
"And what about Kai?" asked Ray.
Max laughed nervously, putting his arm behind his head. "Well if we help Tyson find this out now, he won't bug Kai about it later," he replied, trying to sound reasonable. "In that case, we'd be doing Kai a favour by helping Tyson."
"You know…that actually makes sense in a weird bizarre way," commented Dizzi.
"See? Even Dizzi gets what I'm saying," Max smiled triumphantly.
Kenny and Ray exchanged glances and sighed as they reluctantly agreed with the go-lucky blonde. "Yes! I knew you guys would see it my way," he grinned. "What are we waiting for? Let's go catch up with Tyson!" he said before dashing off, followed by his team-mates.
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After tearing the room from top to bottom, Kai finally gave up his search and sat on a chair in the middle of the mess. He crossed his arms boredly and closed his eyes thinking. The only thing his mind was set on was finding a way out of the training arena. He really didn't care anymore about being stuck with Mariah, at least now she was being tolerable. His main concern was his Dranzer. He would surely let all hell loose if anything happened to his Beyblade.
"Oh wow!" exclaimed the voice from the other room.
Kai looked up curiously as he finally opened his eyes. He pushed himself out of the chair as he casually began to stroll towards the room Mariah was in to see exactly what she was wowing about. He slowly opened the door a tiny bit and took a peek.
There was Mariah who had her back facing the door. She was hunched over on a chair as if she was examining something. The blue-haired teen silently walked over to where she sat as he attempted to see what it was over her shoulder, but no avail.
"What *are* you looking at?" he finally asked.
Now all people should know that you are not supposed to be sneaking up behind a girl like a ghost because of how they react. Especially when they least expect it. Unfortunately, Kai wasn't the type of guy who knew a lot about girls. Too bad.
Mariah let out a high-pitched shriek as she instinctively shot up like lightning, causing her chair to be flung backwards and dropping whatever it was that was in her hand. Good thing Kai was pretty fast. He swiftly moved out of the chair's way, but unfortunately couldn't avoid her scream.
"Do you normally scream like that?" he winced.
Mariah whirled around to face him and gave him an angry glare. "Only when people decide to sneak up behind me and scare the living daylights out of me!" she hollered.
Kai smirked. "Well you knew I was here."
"CORRECTION: I knew you were in the STADIUM. Not five centimetres away from me!" she wailed. "Is this what you do for fun??"
"Not usually, but maybe I should try this more often," he answered, raising an eyebrow. "Your little reaction there was kind of entertaining."
"Well I'm so happy that one of us enjoyed this little incident," she said rolling her eyes.
"CORRECTION," he began to mimic her. "I didn't say I ENJOYED it, I said it was entertaining."
"Are you trying to funny?" she questioned, crossing her arms.
"No."
She laid her hands down to her sides as she brought her face closer to his. "Good," she scoffed, locking her golden eyes on his, "cuz you're not."
He shot back the same pretentious glare. "If you say so."
"I do."
"Fine."
"Sure."
"Alright."
"Okay."
"Whatever."
Silence. Staring. Standing. Still.
'Okay…this is getting weird,' Mariah began to think to herself. 'Why is he still staring at me? Wait a sec, why am I still staring at him??'
Eyes remained locked. His dark auburn eyes continued to pierce into her golden one's while she did the same. There was absolutely no flinching, no moving, no nothing except for the intense glaring.
'What the hell is going on? Why can't I take my eyes off of her??' Kai shouted in his head, as he tried to tear his gaze away from her's. 'This has to end. NOW. Just move Kai. MOVE DAMNIT!'
His pleas were finally answered as he moved. Too bad he wasn't specific in the course he wanted to take because his body went the opposite direction that he had in mind.
'Too close…' Mariah squeaked in her mind as his face became just centimetres from her's.
Her pulse raced. Her breaths turned short and quick. She willed with all her strength for her legs to co-operate, but they remained as still as anything. Something would happen. Something in the next five seconds.
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Didn't I tell you not to mind the ending? Gomen, I need to sleep and I'd write more, but I wanted to get in a new chapter ASAP. Till next time ^^
Everywhere
Chapter 3: Motionless
Mariah stood up and reached towards the top of the file cabinet. She felt a familiar object settle into her palm as she slowly brought it down. Going back to her original position on the chair, she began to examine her new discovery.
She tilted her head as she gazed curiously at the silver object in her hand, a Beyblade to be exact. And it sure was one helluva Beyblade as a matter of fact. She figured it probably belongs to someone else competing in the Asian tournament. With the mind-boggling parts that were clearly obvious right in front of her, it was apparent that it belonged to a serious Beyblader; maybe even more serious than Mr. Cheerful next door.
The pink-haired girl ran her finger on the bit and attack ring inquiringly. As she touched it's metal texture, she felt a strange gut feeling in her stomach. It hinted towards two things: there was something special about this Beyblade, but there was something hidden, but dangerous about it too.
"Ow!" she winced as she felt a prick and instinctively dropped the Beyblade on the floor.
She furrowed her brow as she examined her right index finger, noticing that there was a small cut on it. It was barely visible, but it sure did hurt. As a human instinct, she put her finger in her mouth, trying to ease the sting.
She glanced down at the object that cut her and sighed. 'This is definitely a weird Beyblade,' she declared in her head. 'Still, I gotta admit, it does grab my curiosity…'
Mariah leaned down and gingerly picked up the Beyblade again, this time with the other hand.
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"Jamie Jamie Jamie…" repeated Tyson wonderingly. "Who could this kid be?" he asked aloud to no one in particular.
The rest of the team shrugged; they were just as much in the dark as Tyson was.
After Mr. Dickinson had left, the three Beybladers had headed for the park to train, while Kenny brought Dizzi along with him, as usual. After a bit of practicing, they decided to take a quick break and were now lounging around with nothing to do but wonder about this mysterious person somehow connected to Kai.
"We gotta ask him who this guy is," declared Tyson as he leaned back against the bench. "I'm dying of curiosity!"
"You heard what Mr. Dickinson said," Chief broke in as he looked up from his laptop. "This is obviously something private Tyson. We can't just go and bombard Kai with questions as soon as we see him."
"Well why not?" he asked as he looked up at Kenny. "Kai's always been too mysterious. We're a team remember? A team that he's part of. We're all supposed to be buddies," he sighed. "And even after all we went through last year, he still acts the way he does."
"I know what your saying Tyson, but maybe it's something personal," Ray tried to point out, remembering his past experience with the White Tigers. "And you can't really change who you are. Anyway, we shouldn't be poking into his life if he doesn't want us to, even if we are his team-mates."
Tyson grumbled something incoherently as he pulled his cap over his face. "Come guys," began his muffled voice, "aren't you the least bit curious about who Jamie is?"
No reply.
"Hey I know!" Tyson jumped off of the bench excitedly. "How about we go through Kai's stuff and see if there's anything there???" he suggested eagerly.
"Are you crazy?!" exclaimed Max, standing up. "Kai would sooooooo kill us!!!"
"And going through people's stuff without a warrant *is* illegal," added Kenny sternly.
Tyson grinned, disregarding his friends's remarks. "We'll only get in trouble if we're caught," he implied smugly. "It'll be fine! We'll make sure to put everything back just the way we found it. Kai won't notice a thing."
His team-mates all gave him unsure looks as they shifted around uncomfortably. "I guess that's adios for team work then," Tyson rolled his eyes. "Well, I'm gonna check it out with or without you guys. If any of you change your mind, I'll be in the dorm."
The other Bladebreakers watched as Tyson casually headed back to their hotel. "Should we really be letting him do this?" asked Kenny as he stared after his friend.
Ray couldn't help but to smirk despite himself. "Well can we stop him?" he asked while raising an eyebrow.
"Heh, you got a point there," grinned Max. "Trying to stop him would be like trying to stop a tornado," he laughed for a brief moment, but then paused to think. "You know actually…maybe we should go with him."
"WHAT?" burst out Chief in surprise.
"Hey hear me out!" the blonde said defensively. "Tyson can barely keep track of his stuff, do you really think he can manage going through Kai's things and putting them back perfectly?" he asked. "And what about if Kai comes back? I know if Tyson gets in trouble it would be his fault, but he's still our friend. We gotta be looking out for each other!"
"And what about Kai?" asked Ray.
Max laughed nervously, putting his arm behind his head. "Well if we help Tyson find this out now, he won't bug Kai about it later," he replied, trying to sound reasonable. "In that case, we'd be doing Kai a favour by helping Tyson."
"You know…that actually makes sense in a weird bizarre way," commented Dizzi.
"See? Even Dizzi gets what I'm saying," Max smiled triumphantly.
Kenny and Ray exchanged glances and sighed as they reluctantly agreed with the go-lucky blonde. "Yes! I knew you guys would see it my way," he grinned. "What are we waiting for? Let's go catch up with Tyson!" he said before dashing off, followed by his team-mates.
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After tearing the room from top to bottom, Kai finally gave up his search and sat on a chair in the middle of the mess. He crossed his arms boredly and closed his eyes thinking. The only thing his mind was set on was finding a way out of the training arena. He really didn't care anymore about being stuck with Mariah, at least now she was being tolerable. His main concern was his Dranzer. He would surely let all hell loose if anything happened to his Beyblade.
"Oh wow!" exclaimed the voice from the other room.
Kai looked up curiously as he finally opened his eyes. He pushed himself out of the chair as he casually began to stroll towards the room Mariah was in to see exactly what she was wowing about. He slowly opened the door a tiny bit and took a peek.
There was Mariah who had her back facing the door. She was hunched over on a chair as if she was examining something. The blue-haired teen silently walked over to where she sat as he attempted to see what it was over her shoulder, but no avail.
"What *are* you looking at?" he finally asked.
Now all people should know that you are not supposed to be sneaking up behind a girl like a ghost because of how they react. Especially when they least expect it. Unfortunately, Kai wasn't the type of guy who knew a lot about girls. Too bad.
Mariah let out a high-pitched shriek as she instinctively shot up like lightning, causing her chair to be flung backwards and dropping whatever it was that was in her hand. Good thing Kai was pretty fast. He swiftly moved out of the chair's way, but unfortunately couldn't avoid her scream.
"Do you normally scream like that?" he winced.
Mariah whirled around to face him and gave him an angry glare. "Only when people decide to sneak up behind me and scare the living daylights out of me!" she hollered.
Kai smirked. "Well you knew I was here."
"CORRECTION: I knew you were in the STADIUM. Not five centimetres away from me!" she wailed. "Is this what you do for fun??"
"Not usually, but maybe I should try this more often," he answered, raising an eyebrow. "Your little reaction there was kind of entertaining."
"Well I'm so happy that one of us enjoyed this little incident," she said rolling her eyes.
"CORRECTION," he began to mimic her. "I didn't say I ENJOYED it, I said it was entertaining."
"Are you trying to funny?" she questioned, crossing her arms.
"No."
She laid her hands down to her sides as she brought her face closer to his. "Good," she scoffed, locking her golden eyes on his, "cuz you're not."
He shot back the same pretentious glare. "If you say so."
"I do."
"Fine."
"Sure."
"Alright."
"Okay."
"Whatever."
Silence. Staring. Standing. Still.
'Okay…this is getting weird,' Mariah began to think to herself. 'Why is he still staring at me? Wait a sec, why am I still staring at him??'
Eyes remained locked. His dark auburn eyes continued to pierce into her golden one's while she did the same. There was absolutely no flinching, no moving, no nothing except for the intense glaring.
'What the hell is going on? Why can't I take my eyes off of her??' Kai shouted in his head, as he tried to tear his gaze away from her's. 'This has to end. NOW. Just move Kai. MOVE DAMNIT!'
His pleas were finally answered as he moved. Too bad he wasn't specific in the course he wanted to take because his body went the opposite direction that he had in mind.
'Too close…' Mariah squeaked in her mind as his face became just centimetres from her's.
Her pulse raced. Her breaths turned short and quick. She willed with all her strength for her legs to co-operate, but they remained as still as anything. Something would happen. Something in the next five seconds.
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Didn't I tell you not to mind the ending? Gomen, I need to sleep and I'd write more, but I wanted to get in a new chapter ASAP. Till next time ^^