Author's Note: second chapter of three on this update! thankyou so much for reading and the reviews! there awsome! thats why I'd like more! ehehehehe! lol, bit hyper... anyways, Enjoy~!

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Chapter 4

The wind whistled slightly, as the leaves had started to turn into a hazy yellow over the night. It was soon turning fall, and the scenery looked perfect for a cool crisp morning. Max got out of bed. Knowing that he would have to do his daily call to his mother, to tell her that everything was fun. But he couldn't lie to her. He looked around the small dojo of sleeping bags. He saw that only Rei and Kenny were in theirs, and knew that once again the blade breakers had split up. He slowly tip-toed out of the room, knowing the two weren't heavy sleepers. Changing into his usual self uniform, he slid open the wooden doors to see the sun rising. "Let it rip." He whispered, bouncing off his beyblade off the tree, to a rock and back to his hand. He looked at the tree with a frown; he had almost forgotten that Rei and Kenny were still asleep. Looking back at the dojo, Max knew why they were tired. Maybe I should go talk to Tyson. Max thought. He looked down at the beyblade, and shrugged. Then again, his problems aren't mine. Picking up his beyblade, Max slowly went back to the dojo, but stopped. Maybe.Hilary has a few things to say. Thoughtfully, he walked to Hilary's house. Hilary woke up, doing her daily stretches and counting her money. She had been saving up for her own beyblade, secretly she had been wanting one of her own, even if it didn't have her own bit beast, that game looked like fun. But she had been too busy to do errands for anyone, and she knew she couldn't ask her parents for one. She had to somehow make money on her own. She looked at the three coins, and then shook her head. It still wasn't enough. Hearing a small knock, and knowing her parents weren't home, Hilary went to the door. She opened it, seeing a familiar cheerful face with blond hair. "Max!" She said in surprise, looking at him with wide-eyes. None of the Blade breakers had come to her house. "May I come in?" Max asked with a sweet smile, even though his smile didn't quiet reach his eyes. "Oh! Sure." Hilary said, moving so that he was able to enter the house. Max looked away from her, and around. "It's a pretty nice place here," Max said, as his eyes wandered. Hilary nodded. "Ya, it's alright. So what are you doing here Max?" She asked. Max looked at her, his smile faded, then brought his eyes to the ground. "Well, it's about Tyson." Sitting down, Hilary listened to what Max had to say. "It's just that, Tyson should act his age. I don't get how he could be so mean to you-His anger has gone on too long this time." Hilary nodded. "Yeah, your right. He's usually not this way. He usually just gets frustrated, and then forgets the whole thing happened." Hilary exclaimed. "Maybe he's been like this, because everyone's attention is now focused on you. Hilary blinked. "What?" "What I mean is- because of Tyson's attitude; everyone has been worried about you." Hillary blinked. They've been worried about me? She thought wordlessly as Max continued. "And since the conflict, we don't know if Tyson is still angry or not, he hasn't shown up yet. "What I think is that something else happened, like he got really mad at something else. Don't you see him yesterday after the argument?" Max asked Hilary looked at the ground, slightly shocked because she had never thought how Tyson felt. "No, I hadn't" She lied, not looking up at him. "Oh." There was a moments of silence before Max spoke up "Well, Maybe Kai knows." Hilary nodded. "Yeah, probably." With a smile Max rose from his seat. "Well, hopefully will be able to figure this whole thing out. It was nice talking to you, Hilary" Hilary gave him a small smile. "Thank you Max" With that, they shook hands. ~*~

Ok now, there were NO hints on Hilary/Max there! I only support Hilary and Max as friends, even bestfriends maybe. Hilary/ Kai and Tyson/Hilary will stay true to this fic. So review, tell me what you think sofar! ^-^ onto next chappie!