Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade. Why I'm saying this again I'll never know...

Yes this story has been discontinued. But, I may continue it. It's just that I lost all my inspiration. I have no idea's what so ever! NOOOOOOOOO!

...ahem...

Anyway, I'm sorry for any inconvenience. Really, I am. But keep checking back because I may fix the first chapter. The writing style is kind of choppy. But, if anyone wants to help me with some idea's go right ahead!

I do though have tons of ideas for Max stories, so if anyone likes to write about Max and wants to help just e-mail me! Most of the stories will be Yaoi though.

Here's a preview of one of my Max stories:

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Everybody always asks me why I wear these goddamn eye-blinding, neon green wristbands. My answer? I smile and say they match my shirt, and they always believe it. Every time, when it's really just a diversion from the truth.

I guess they never question it because I'm always so oblivious and cheerful. Or worried, but that's only sometimes. It's hard just to be normal, since I know that I'm not.

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Steal my idea and I'll attack you! MUSHASHASHASHA! Jks, jks. Just please don't even steal the sentences. Thanks!

Ciao!

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