Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Kay...let's see...One person (can't remember who and I'm too lazy to look) said they were getting a bit off character and asked why they got kicked out of their homes. I know they're getting a bit off character, but they're older so I decided to alter them a little...and they got kicked out cause they got...older. they're going to live at the schools they're going to anyway. I know Max could never remember everything he said to this girl, but it would get a bit boring if all it said was we talked and then went to class wouldn't it? Kay, to anyway...enjoy!

*I do not own Beyblade!*

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Who did I just run into? I wondered looking up. Ah, a girl...a cute girl...

"Oh gosh, I'm really sorry...uh..." she paused, trying to remember my name. It would have helped her if she knew we had never met before.

"Max," I supplied.

"Max! Sorry again!" she got up and started to gather her fallen belongings after she brushed herself off.

"What class to do you have next?" I asked, trying to draw her attention on me.

"Ugh, science," she moaned. Science? Cool, that's what I have next. Maybe I could get to know her a little better. But wait...the lab is this way...

"Your going the wrong way then..." I commented, I still didn't know her name, and a puzzled look spread across her face.

"Keiko, and you must be wrong," she argued, "the stair well to the second floor is this way. Then you start going the opposite direction."

"We're already on the second floor..." I corrected. Cute yes, bright no.

"We...um...oh crap," realization hit her when she started to recognize the floor. I guess she was going to fast to take a good look at anything.

"Heh, come on, that's where I'm going we can walk together. Grade nine right?" Hopefully that was right, she looked to be my age at least and I didn't want to make a fool of myself.

"Huh? Oh! Yeah, ninth for me," she answered. Keiko looked like she had been snapped out of a deep thought. Wonder what it was.

Once I had gotten up we sprinted down the last hall to our class. Poor her, she had already passed it and never knew. But that was lucky for me, or else I never would have met her. While we were running I developed a habit of looking over at her. Despite her ditzy-ness, her eyes were so focused. I seemed to get lost in them at some points, then snapped out of my day dreams before I was staring for a bit too long. Her skin looked fair and smooth, with a darker tone to it. While she was running her hair swayed back and forth, the blue and black strands mixing. She really was quite a sight in my opinion.

We ran into the classroom, gaining stares and slight giggles from the rest of the students. Keiko's face started to show hints of red, while I walked over to the last empty table. The teacher gave pity on us and excused our lateness with only lowered mark for the day.

"You guys didn't save any room for me!" I heard Keiko say to her friends above a slight whisper.

"Sorry, Keiko, three to a table. Your the fourth and you were late..." one of them explained.

"You can sit with your new boyfriend over there though," one of them teased motioning to me. The rest turned in my direction and started giggling at her, only causing Keiko's blush to become brighter and my own to appear.

"He's not my b-boyfriend! Y-you don't even know him, and I just met him! I-I don't even like him in that way!" She defended, turning more red when her friends sighed and rolled their eyes.

"Your right, he probably isn't. We were just joking, no need to get defensive," one said to her.

"But if you don't like him in that way then why are you stuttering and turning such a bright shade of red?" one of them asked slyly. Keiko was silent. Why was she getting nervous if she didn't think about me in some other way? I turned a little bit more red at the thought she might like me too. "And it makes a person wonder why you two were late," the girl continued taking opportunity of Keiko's embarrassed silence. I could feel my heart beating slightly faster, would Keiko admit that she liked me? After we had just met?

"Ahem," a strong voice from the room interrupted the girls argument and startled me out of my trance. "Your love affairs are all very interesting, I'm sure the class would be over joyed to hear about why Miss Amuro and Mr. Mizuhara were late and walked in together. Tell us Miss Amuro, would you like to share with your peers your feelings on the the subject and Mr. Mizuhara?" the teacher said calmly.

God, did he have to announce that to the whole class? There had to be someone in there who wasn't listening, but of course that great old teacher must have gotten such joy from embarrassing us to no end. Jeeze the shade of red I must have turned...and he was addressing this to Keiko. I was just a side note to the matter, but Keiko? I can't even imagine how embarrassed she was, and I'm sure I don't want to go through it.

"U-uh n-no Sir...I'll just s-sit d-d-down now..." Keiko stuttered, I felt so bad for her. She came over to my table and sat down, slumping all the way so that she was only up to about my shoulder. Poor her.

"That's what I thought, now if you don't mind I'll continue my lesson?" the teacher questioned impatiently.

"Y-yes..." she whispered. The teacher turned back to the black board, and continued lecturing the class on some formula. Keiko opened her book to the correct page and dropped her head on it. I couldn't blame her, every one anywhere knows that high school events like this spread like wild fire and this school was no exception. Within three hours probably the entire ninth grade would know what happened.

For the rest of class we worked on measuring and boiling liquids with the people at our tables. I got to know Keiko a little better, and was surprised that she was willing to talk much at all after what had happened. To add to her great looks she had an extrodinary personality. Her lack of knowledge was the only thing that was her let down. She was very friendly and optimistic, I related to her in many ways. Now I didn't feel like slime for only liking her for looks - her personality was what really drew in to her. I shared some things about myself to her, and managed to make her laugh. Her smile was so pretty...I felt so great to have been able to lighten her mood after I had helped her humiliation from the teacher. Nearing the end of the period her mood dropped again, knowing that the mass of rumors was about to begin.

After class Keiko was out the door first, no doubt running to her next class trying to avoid the rumors before they had a chance to start. On my way down to my own class I over heard some girls chatting about the incident. Figures, this is high school, everyone knows everything within two minutes of passing period. I shot them a glare none of them noticed and continued down the hall.

At lunch Keiko was no where to be found, and I realized how much I was hoping she was doing okay. The girl had me enchanted, she was like no one I had ever met -or liked- before. Maybe I could win her over in time...wouldn't that be sweet?

A week or two passed and I found myself falling more and more for her each day. I got to know her friends, they were nice enough. Soon I saw Keiko was trying to avoid me. I asked her friends what was bothering her and they just fell into fits of laughter. I kept questioning them until I got a straight answer.

"Max, she's gonna kill us for telling you this, but she likes you," one of them said, thoroughly annoyed with me. What was racing through my mind was like the greatest feeling I've ever had. I felt like we had just won the world tournament again. She liked me, but knowing her she would be way too shy to ask me out. Now or never I guess.

After school I walked up to her, and pulled her away from her friends. They started to grin when she looked confused, they knew what was coming.

"Keiko..." I started. She looked nervous, almost as much as I was. "Will you...go out with me?" She froze. That was the last thing she was expecting I think. What if her friends were lying to me, what if they got pleasure out of my humiliation? What if -

"Uh...um...sure...yes, I'd like to," she stuttered, cutting off my string of doubts. She said yes. If I had been able to show how happy I was...well I would be in a mental house. I was silent, and she looked uncomfortable with it.

"That's great," I wasn't sure what to say.

"So um...let's go...back...now," she suggested shyly. I followed her back, but first I gave her our first hug. I could hear her friends cheering and awwing at us. I turned red, she did too, but I didn't care anymore. They could aww all they wanted, my spirits were sky high and nothing could bring them down.

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