THERE ARE SOME MUST READ AUTHOR NOTES JUST BEFORE THE FIC'S CHAPTER STARTS.
Hi everyone, I guess its time to update, yet again.
The summer is over, back to school. Lucky Kohaku, she's still in the middle of her summer vacation, some characters get all the luck.
EXTREME THANKS FOR MARIKA WHO HELPED ME THROUGH EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE, REVIEW HER FICS EVERYONE!
Where were we? Oh, yes, time for the boring part, then some authors notes.
:: Speech between Bit Beast's and Owners::
*Personal Thoughts*
~*~Time Change~*~
*~*Setting Change*~*
^POV Change^
A/N: Okay, THIS chapter, I promise to have that surprise, also, AzN PyRo ArCaDa, you're character will be put in here as soon as I have an opening.
Hi ShadowBlade! ^^ Nice to see you like my fic, and, this chapter should be up as soon as my internet will let me post it.
Some more author notes, there will be at the very least, 1 update PER MONTH as school is coming back, and because I have a new teacher, and have no idea what she will be like, I am thinking right away that I'll be having tones of homework. But don't worry; I'll be making sure that from now on, the Documents on my computer are 60 - 89 KB long at the least, so that the chapters will be really long. No exceptions.
Disclaimer: Out of all the work I have done in trying to perfect this story and destroy my writers block, I would like to say that, I do NOT own Beyblades, or ANY of his characters. I do in fact own the plot, and my own characters. (Kohaku Zion, her mother and father, the diner he mother works at is also owned by me.)
Let's start the fic.
~*~*~*~
Johnny slipped the house coat onto his back as he raced out of the room. Kohaku had shut her eyes so as not to see anything, and Johnny was blushing a harder red then his hair's own colour.
After about 5 minutes of embarrassment for the both of them, Johnny's clothes were out of the dryer and Mr. Dickinson had given them back to the owner. Johnny gladly got dressed and headed down to the living room, where the beds were made and the lights were still out. As Kohaku started to toss pillows at the air mattresses and fold extra blankets at the ends, various people were teasing Johnny about the incident.
"What happened.....?" Tyson teased.
"Yeah, what happened, did you like, moon her or somethin?!" Ray asked laughing.
"No," Johnny said. The colour in his cheeks still hadn't disappeared. "I just took a right instead of a left thinking I was going into Mr. Dickinson's room, not Kohaku's...."
"Ya, right," Max said.
"I bet you took a right purposely, just to be caught naked in Kohaku's room!" Enrique said aloud. Everyone stared at him then looked away.
"You have a sick mind Enrique," Kohaku told him as she went up the stairs. When she entered her room, she got changed into her green plaid pajama bottoms and brown puppy dog top. She stuck her hand and grabbed her albino ferret, and let it crawl around her neck. She walked with it on her head down the stairs and took a seat on the couch next to Tyson and Max. Tyson shifted uncomfortably in his seat when Kohaku took the ferret off her head and set it in his lap.
Kohaku laughed, "Relax, he wouldn't bite not a thing, he's totally tame, not the least bit wild," she told him. Tyson reached out a hand and stroked him softly, still unaware of house sharp his teeth were, but he really didn't want to find out all the same.
"Alright boys, time for bed," Mr. Dickinson declared walking into the living room.
Everyone sighed and one by one, the crawled underneath blankets and between sleeping bags. Kohaku picked up the wiggling ferret and took him back up to her room. After setting him down, she quickly recorded every last one of her feelings in a single diary about the day, and someone she never thought she'd be thinking about.
^Kai POV^
Wait, Kohaku? Kohaku? Where have I heard that name before?
I know it's in my head, but I can't think where. Wait, what was her last name? Ah, I can't think, Kohaku... I know I know it, I just don't remember it!
I'll have to try and ask her tomorrow; maybe she'll talk to me, but then again, who'd want to talk to me? I'm just solemn, sensitive, sour, sarcastic, and self-centered old Kai.
^Normal POV^
After writing in her diary, she slipped herself into bed and fell into a light sleep.
~*~Grounding's Over, First Time Back Out On The Field~*~
"Alright," Tyson told Kohaku, "Now that you're back out on you're feet, I want you to launch you're blade into the dish."
Kohaku stuck her rip cord into her Beyblade launcher, and stuck her Beyblade onto the bottom. She gave it a quick turn and pulled the rip cord as hard as she could, letting the Beyblade fall off and into the dish.
"Great, now," Tyson took out his own Beyblade, preparing his blade, "How do you feel about playing a game of tag?"
Kohaku looked at Tyson strangely, "Tag?"
"Ya, Kenny gave me some ideas last night for training. He said a game of follow the leader or tag should get your accuracy skill and speed skills back up."
Kohaku was insulted. She called back her Beyblade and launched it. It landed in the arch of a tree, spinning freely as though nothing had happened. "My accuracy okay, teach?" she asked, her arms were crossed and her head was slightly down, but her eyes were focused on Tyson's. Today, she wore black. She wore a Black baggy tank top, black boy's shorts and even black lipstick to enhance her gothic statement. Her trench coat made an even more gothic look.
"Hey, I'm only trying to help," Tyson told her, reading the expression on her face that clearly stated, 'I'm-not-like-you-I'm-different-and-I-don't- need-help.'
"I don't need or want help," she stated.
"What about the competition coming up, your grandfather wants you to participate in it for you're dad?" Tyson asked, launching his blade into the dish, waiting for Kohaku's blade to join his own.
As Kohaku called Eagolcue back, she told him straight and plain, "My father is dead, and there is nothing I can do to honor him now,"
She launched the blade and began they began the game of follow the leader. They ricocheted off of dead logs near by, up and over small bushes. Underneath growing mushrooms and through the dirt path that lead them to the Beydish. When they called them back they began a battle.
Even though Dragoon landed in the dish before Eagolcue, the chances that Kohaku would loose were slim to none, but when she jerked her hand to the side to call her blade back before the battle had even ended, she missed it, and it went flying over her left shoulder and onto the ground behind her.
"What happened?" Tyson asked after catching his blade.
"I can't do it," she said. Tyson disagreed and told her that she could do anything, and that he, himself, was living proof of the old saying. "You don't understand," she exclaimed, "I can't do it. I keep getting reminded of my Papa," She stuck her blade in her pocket.
Tyson thought, *Maybe, if I can take her mind off of her dad, she'll be more concentrated on what she's supposed to do,"
::Tyson, that won't always be easy,:: Dragoon told him.
::Why not Dragoon? If I distract her, or make fun of her, she'll be more determined to battle me and even more determined to win,::
::It doesn't always work like that.:: Dragoon told him. ::You could just make her even more discouraged then she is now, why not give her a compliment instead?::
But Tyson wasn't listening, "Hey, Kohaku, remember what you said, you're dad is dead, why are you even thinking about him when he's DEAD?!"
Kohaku stopped. She reached into the very bottom of her trench-coat pocket where she had put the blade before. She pulled it out swiftly, and looked at it. The jagged red edges along the diameter glinted with a silver outtake and the purple on the inside just along the Bitbeast's tag looked to be swiveled and longing to spin, although it was cupped motionless in her hand. "You only want me to battle you without a remark, don't you Tyson?"
"Huh?" Tyson said in mid-sentence, "Yeah, you totally walked away like that, you can't do that in a Beyblade battle, you should know that,"
"Yeah, well I've said it once and I've said it again, I DON'T WANT TO LEARN TO BEYBLADE!!" she yelled, and with that she stuck the red and purple blade back into her trench coat pocket and ran down the dirt path.
Tyson looked at his own blade then looked after Kohaku, "What just happened here?"
~*~A Couple of Minutes of Running~*~
Kohaku had just arrived at her house to find her Grandfather gardening in the front yard.
"Hey Gramps," she said solemnly. "Want any help?" she asked.
"Sure Kohaku, would you pull out these weeds for me while I go inside for a second?" he asked, standing up.
"Sure grandpa," she said, adding a fake cheerful note to her words. She got down on her hands and knees and started pulling out some weeds in the front garden.
"Hey Kohaku!" came a voice. Kohaku looked behind her and saw Johnny walking down the road.
"Hey Johnny," she said.
"I was just stopping by, you know, to kinda say hi and ask how your first training session with Tyson was," he said walking up the driveway.
"It was fine I guess," She told him, "Except for him thinking that he was soooo much more better then me...."
Johnny laughed out loud as he stood behind her now, "Yeah, that's Tyson. Did he want you to play tag or something?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?" she asked, turning around to face Johnny.
"I overheard Kenny telling Tyson some strategies for you."
"Oh, that would explain it," she said, then laughed
*Wow, I think she should smile more often,* Johnny thought to himself. He helped her up and she blushed, "You, wanna come inside?" she asked.
"Uh, sure," he replied, letting her lead him into the house.
They slipped their shoes off in the green hallway and Kohaku yelled to her grandfather, "GRAMPS! JOHNNY'S HERE!"
Johnny looked around the green hallway and saw a picture. He saw a younger version of Kohaku sitting on what looked to be a red, four-wheeled motorcycle, an older man sat behind her and both of them were smiling. Kohaku came up behind him, "That's my dad; we were on the Quad the year before I was entered in the competition,"
"You mean the one where you slipped up and lost in the finals?"
"Yeah, that's the one," Kohaku smiled, "He had just taught me how to ride that thing; it was a lot of fun."
Mr. Dickinson's voice rang from up the stairs, "You know, we still own that old Quad, maybe you could take Johnny out to the old farm a couple of blocks away."
Kohaku looked at Johnny, "Ya think you'd want to?"
Johnny looked at Kohaku, "I don't even know what a quad is...."
*~*The Shed, Next door*~*
Kohaku slid open the doors to a cement floor and what looked to be, as Johnny thought a four-wheeled motorcycle. The shocks were silver, and the handles looked like a bikes. There was a plastic windshield which Johnny presumed was for bugs and trees, but there was a problem.
"Okay, we've only got one seat..... We'll have to double up even though it's against the law, but no biggy, I know people who go on Trikes with three people, and that's way more against the law then doubling up on a Quad...."
But Johnny wasn't so sure. She sat him down, and told him where to hold on, and if he wasn't comfortable, her shoulders or waist were always available. She lumbered on in front of his, and as she turned on the motor, she clicked the gears and moved the thumb-button in, to drive the vehicle forward.
Johnny immediately moved his hands to Kohaku's waist as she turned on a sharp corner, she laughed and told him to hang on. She raced through a forest path and to her surprise Johnny loosened his grip on her waist. They went up a hill, and Kohaku had to use up more gas to get up it as it was very steep. Then stopped at the top and Kohaku looked at the bottom, smiling. "We're not going down there, are we?" Johnny asked.
"Do we have another choice?" Kohaku replied in question, "Just lean down, and leave the rest to me," and with that, she revved the engine and went down the hill at what Johnny thought was top speed. He leaned back as he was told, but he strengthened his grip around Kohaku. *If he squeezes, any harder then what he's doing now, then it'll look like I've been loosing weight....* Kohaku thought to herself.
When they hit bottom, they rocked back and forth, but the small potholes and rocks didn't stop Kohaku from having fun, but then, she decided to stop. The tires screeched as she pulled all three brakes and Johnny looked at the back of Kohaku's head as if something had gone wrong. Kohaku jumped off and pushed Johnny up close to the handle bars, "It's time you learned as well." She told him.
She positioned his hands around the handle bars and showed him where all the brakes were. Johnny nodded as Kohaku told him how to slow down and speed up the quad. As Johnny revved the engine and started it up, Kohaku jumped in behind him and held loosely onto his waist. The Quad began to slowly move as Johnny moved his thumb harder against the thumb-button.
"Oh, c'mon, you can do better then that!" Kohaku teased. She moved his wrist so they were going just a little bit faster then Johnny's best wishes. Johnny shut his eyes and Kohaku giggled, "You can't learn to drive a quad with you're eyes shut, silly...."
*~*Johnny McGregor's Mansion*~*
She had just been blown off, her best friend, was out with Mr. Hose's daughter?! This just could not be true. As she walked down the steps from the front doors of Johnny's mansion, the thoughts of promised lies ran through her head. *He said he'd meet me, a motorcycle ride, what lies, I can't believe he'd promise this to me, and then run off with another friend of his?* she thought. *I thought he was my best friend, now look what happens,* she said to herself as she let herself out of the stone-bound gates. She walked away, tearful and filled with misery.
*~*Back to Johnny and Kohaku*~*
Johnny had officially gotten a hang of going fast; they zoomed through the small forest, even though they never did go to the farm that was a block from Kohaku's house. Johnny slowed down in front of a small creek for a break. Johnny got off first and Kohaku slid down the seat before swinging a leg over to one side.
They found two perfect rocks, side by side and sat down, admiring the scene and landscaping.
"Hey, Kohaku?" Johnny piped up.
"Hnn?" Kohaku asked. "Something wrong Johnny?"
"Well, uh," Johnny muttered aloud, not wanting to tell her what was really on his mind, "What time is it?" he asked on his better judgment.
The gothic chick checked her grey wrist-watch, "Its, 6:30," she told him.
"6:30?! I'm supposed to meet Arcada!" he yelled. They raced towards the Quad and jumped on, Kohaku was at the wheel. Johnny grabbed onto Kohaku's waist and shut his eyes as Kohaku started the engine and zipped through out the forest without a second question.
Up the hills and down them again, Kohaku met the shed but didn't stop. They met the main road even though Kohaku knew she shouldn't be riding on it. "It's a left, onto Supple St." Johnny yelled to her, "How fast are we going?!" he added.
"78 mph, why, do you want to go faster?!" she asked, cutting a close edge onto Supple St.
Johnny looked at a young brown haired girl walking down the road. "STOP!" he yelled. Once again, the tires on the four-wheeled vehicle screeched as she put all three brakes on. Johnny leapt off without a second question, and ran to meet Arcada. They hugged as Johnny met her, questions spat from the girl's mouth, though Johnny refused to answer them.
They walked back up to Kohaku, "Arcada, this is Mr. Dickinson's granddaughter Kohaku, Kohaku, this is Arcada," he said.
Arcada stuck out a hand for Kohaku to shake, and Kohaku took it. After a light shake and a smile from Arcada, Kohaku finally looked at Arcada's face, and Arcada looked at Kohaku's.
"Do I...?"
"Are you...?"
"Do we,"
"I think,"
"You're...?"
"Yup,"
"Hi," Kohaku looked down glumly. Johnny was puzzled, "Oh, you guys know each other?" he asked.
"Ya, she's the person I battled when I lost because of my father," Kohaku said, all the questions in Johnny's head were officially filled, but Arcada's mind was still blank.
"Ya, how's your skills now Kohaku, better then what they were I hope?" Arcada asked teasingly. Johnny had a feeling that they weren't very good friends.
"I've given up Beyblading Arcada; you know that, I announced it on broadcasted television."
"Of course you did,"
Kohaku revved up the engine, and Arcada stepped back as Kohaku drove away, her black trench-coat flared behind her. "What'd you go and do that for?" Johnny furiously asked.
Arcada giggled, "Ooh, Johnny's got a ickle wittle cwush, dudn't you?"
"No, she's, just a friend of mine and I didn't want her to leave," Johnny said, although Arcada thought that Kohaku might be a little something more then a friend.
*~*Creek, a little ways a way from the old farm*~*
Kohaku stepped off the Quad, she had come this far, and she knew she should stop.
She remembered how everyone day after the sudden death of her father, she'd take the same Quad she had rode that day and stop here. Thoughts filled her head, memories floated all around her, and she couldn't help but think about how her father and she went frog-catching in the same creek, and how she and her dad would walk in and about the creek. There was also the time the two of them had slept over in the barn not too far away, and had ended up going home because her father said the hay loft wasn't comfortable, but Kohaku knew it was only because he was scared.
She smiled to herself as she felt something press lightly against her outer thigh, she reached into her pocket and took out her blade.
Reaching into her other pocket, she pulled out her launcher and rip cord. As she launched her blade, she thought of the most craziest idea.
*What if I taught myself to blade? Every afternoon after my regular training sessions, I could come here on Quad, and teach myself to blade,* she said to herself as her blade landed on a nearby tree trunk.
As she concentrated hard, with her heart and mind as Oliver had told her, she helped her blade follow each of the life lines on what looked to be a freshly cut tree trunk, but Kohaku wasn't concentrating on that, she was busy thinking of a daily routine she could do for the afternoons with her Beyblade. But what she didn't notice, not at the very bit, was her Beyblade glowing a bright green.
Clashing Colors.
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Okay, okay, so it wasn't 60 KB, it was 50, big deal.
But, it WAS 3,360 words long for your information, wow... I actually used my Word Count! ^O^
Lol
=(-^_^-)= PHAT KAT!!! MEOW!
Hi everyone, I guess its time to update, yet again.
The summer is over, back to school. Lucky Kohaku, she's still in the middle of her summer vacation, some characters get all the luck.
EXTREME THANKS FOR MARIKA WHO HELPED ME THROUGH EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE, REVIEW HER FICS EVERYONE!
Where were we? Oh, yes, time for the boring part, then some authors notes.
:: Speech between Bit Beast's and Owners::
*Personal Thoughts*
~*~Time Change~*~
*~*Setting Change*~*
^POV Change^
A/N: Okay, THIS chapter, I promise to have that surprise, also, AzN PyRo ArCaDa, you're character will be put in here as soon as I have an opening.
Hi ShadowBlade! ^^ Nice to see you like my fic, and, this chapter should be up as soon as my internet will let me post it.
Some more author notes, there will be at the very least, 1 update PER MONTH as school is coming back, and because I have a new teacher, and have no idea what she will be like, I am thinking right away that I'll be having tones of homework. But don't worry; I'll be making sure that from now on, the Documents on my computer are 60 - 89 KB long at the least, so that the chapters will be really long. No exceptions.
Disclaimer: Out of all the work I have done in trying to perfect this story and destroy my writers block, I would like to say that, I do NOT own Beyblades, or ANY of his characters. I do in fact own the plot, and my own characters. (Kohaku Zion, her mother and father, the diner he mother works at is also owned by me.)
Let's start the fic.
~*~*~*~
Johnny slipped the house coat onto his back as he raced out of the room. Kohaku had shut her eyes so as not to see anything, and Johnny was blushing a harder red then his hair's own colour.
After about 5 minutes of embarrassment for the both of them, Johnny's clothes were out of the dryer and Mr. Dickinson had given them back to the owner. Johnny gladly got dressed and headed down to the living room, where the beds were made and the lights were still out. As Kohaku started to toss pillows at the air mattresses and fold extra blankets at the ends, various people were teasing Johnny about the incident.
"What happened.....?" Tyson teased.
"Yeah, what happened, did you like, moon her or somethin?!" Ray asked laughing.
"No," Johnny said. The colour in his cheeks still hadn't disappeared. "I just took a right instead of a left thinking I was going into Mr. Dickinson's room, not Kohaku's...."
"Ya, right," Max said.
"I bet you took a right purposely, just to be caught naked in Kohaku's room!" Enrique said aloud. Everyone stared at him then looked away.
"You have a sick mind Enrique," Kohaku told him as she went up the stairs. When she entered her room, she got changed into her green plaid pajama bottoms and brown puppy dog top. She stuck her hand and grabbed her albino ferret, and let it crawl around her neck. She walked with it on her head down the stairs and took a seat on the couch next to Tyson and Max. Tyson shifted uncomfortably in his seat when Kohaku took the ferret off her head and set it in his lap.
Kohaku laughed, "Relax, he wouldn't bite not a thing, he's totally tame, not the least bit wild," she told him. Tyson reached out a hand and stroked him softly, still unaware of house sharp his teeth were, but he really didn't want to find out all the same.
"Alright boys, time for bed," Mr. Dickinson declared walking into the living room.
Everyone sighed and one by one, the crawled underneath blankets and between sleeping bags. Kohaku picked up the wiggling ferret and took him back up to her room. After setting him down, she quickly recorded every last one of her feelings in a single diary about the day, and someone she never thought she'd be thinking about.
^Kai POV^
Wait, Kohaku? Kohaku? Where have I heard that name before?
I know it's in my head, but I can't think where. Wait, what was her last name? Ah, I can't think, Kohaku... I know I know it, I just don't remember it!
I'll have to try and ask her tomorrow; maybe she'll talk to me, but then again, who'd want to talk to me? I'm just solemn, sensitive, sour, sarcastic, and self-centered old Kai.
^Normal POV^
After writing in her diary, she slipped herself into bed and fell into a light sleep.
~*~Grounding's Over, First Time Back Out On The Field~*~
"Alright," Tyson told Kohaku, "Now that you're back out on you're feet, I want you to launch you're blade into the dish."
Kohaku stuck her rip cord into her Beyblade launcher, and stuck her Beyblade onto the bottom. She gave it a quick turn and pulled the rip cord as hard as she could, letting the Beyblade fall off and into the dish.
"Great, now," Tyson took out his own Beyblade, preparing his blade, "How do you feel about playing a game of tag?"
Kohaku looked at Tyson strangely, "Tag?"
"Ya, Kenny gave me some ideas last night for training. He said a game of follow the leader or tag should get your accuracy skill and speed skills back up."
Kohaku was insulted. She called back her Beyblade and launched it. It landed in the arch of a tree, spinning freely as though nothing had happened. "My accuracy okay, teach?" she asked, her arms were crossed and her head was slightly down, but her eyes were focused on Tyson's. Today, she wore black. She wore a Black baggy tank top, black boy's shorts and even black lipstick to enhance her gothic statement. Her trench coat made an even more gothic look.
"Hey, I'm only trying to help," Tyson told her, reading the expression on her face that clearly stated, 'I'm-not-like-you-I'm-different-and-I-don't- need-help.'
"I don't need or want help," she stated.
"What about the competition coming up, your grandfather wants you to participate in it for you're dad?" Tyson asked, launching his blade into the dish, waiting for Kohaku's blade to join his own.
As Kohaku called Eagolcue back, she told him straight and plain, "My father is dead, and there is nothing I can do to honor him now,"
She launched the blade and began they began the game of follow the leader. They ricocheted off of dead logs near by, up and over small bushes. Underneath growing mushrooms and through the dirt path that lead them to the Beydish. When they called them back they began a battle.
Even though Dragoon landed in the dish before Eagolcue, the chances that Kohaku would loose were slim to none, but when she jerked her hand to the side to call her blade back before the battle had even ended, she missed it, and it went flying over her left shoulder and onto the ground behind her.
"What happened?" Tyson asked after catching his blade.
"I can't do it," she said. Tyson disagreed and told her that she could do anything, and that he, himself, was living proof of the old saying. "You don't understand," she exclaimed, "I can't do it. I keep getting reminded of my Papa," She stuck her blade in her pocket.
Tyson thought, *Maybe, if I can take her mind off of her dad, she'll be more concentrated on what she's supposed to do,"
::Tyson, that won't always be easy,:: Dragoon told him.
::Why not Dragoon? If I distract her, or make fun of her, she'll be more determined to battle me and even more determined to win,::
::It doesn't always work like that.:: Dragoon told him. ::You could just make her even more discouraged then she is now, why not give her a compliment instead?::
But Tyson wasn't listening, "Hey, Kohaku, remember what you said, you're dad is dead, why are you even thinking about him when he's DEAD?!"
Kohaku stopped. She reached into the very bottom of her trench-coat pocket where she had put the blade before. She pulled it out swiftly, and looked at it. The jagged red edges along the diameter glinted with a silver outtake and the purple on the inside just along the Bitbeast's tag looked to be swiveled and longing to spin, although it was cupped motionless in her hand. "You only want me to battle you without a remark, don't you Tyson?"
"Huh?" Tyson said in mid-sentence, "Yeah, you totally walked away like that, you can't do that in a Beyblade battle, you should know that,"
"Yeah, well I've said it once and I've said it again, I DON'T WANT TO LEARN TO BEYBLADE!!" she yelled, and with that she stuck the red and purple blade back into her trench coat pocket and ran down the dirt path.
Tyson looked at his own blade then looked after Kohaku, "What just happened here?"
~*~A Couple of Minutes of Running~*~
Kohaku had just arrived at her house to find her Grandfather gardening in the front yard.
"Hey Gramps," she said solemnly. "Want any help?" she asked.
"Sure Kohaku, would you pull out these weeds for me while I go inside for a second?" he asked, standing up.
"Sure grandpa," she said, adding a fake cheerful note to her words. She got down on her hands and knees and started pulling out some weeds in the front garden.
"Hey Kohaku!" came a voice. Kohaku looked behind her and saw Johnny walking down the road.
"Hey Johnny," she said.
"I was just stopping by, you know, to kinda say hi and ask how your first training session with Tyson was," he said walking up the driveway.
"It was fine I guess," She told him, "Except for him thinking that he was soooo much more better then me...."
Johnny laughed out loud as he stood behind her now, "Yeah, that's Tyson. Did he want you to play tag or something?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?" she asked, turning around to face Johnny.
"I overheard Kenny telling Tyson some strategies for you."
"Oh, that would explain it," she said, then laughed
*Wow, I think she should smile more often,* Johnny thought to himself. He helped her up and she blushed, "You, wanna come inside?" she asked.
"Uh, sure," he replied, letting her lead him into the house.
They slipped their shoes off in the green hallway and Kohaku yelled to her grandfather, "GRAMPS! JOHNNY'S HERE!"
Johnny looked around the green hallway and saw a picture. He saw a younger version of Kohaku sitting on what looked to be a red, four-wheeled motorcycle, an older man sat behind her and both of them were smiling. Kohaku came up behind him, "That's my dad; we were on the Quad the year before I was entered in the competition,"
"You mean the one where you slipped up and lost in the finals?"
"Yeah, that's the one," Kohaku smiled, "He had just taught me how to ride that thing; it was a lot of fun."
Mr. Dickinson's voice rang from up the stairs, "You know, we still own that old Quad, maybe you could take Johnny out to the old farm a couple of blocks away."
Kohaku looked at Johnny, "Ya think you'd want to?"
Johnny looked at Kohaku, "I don't even know what a quad is...."
*~*The Shed, Next door*~*
Kohaku slid open the doors to a cement floor and what looked to be, as Johnny thought a four-wheeled motorcycle. The shocks were silver, and the handles looked like a bikes. There was a plastic windshield which Johnny presumed was for bugs and trees, but there was a problem.
"Okay, we've only got one seat..... We'll have to double up even though it's against the law, but no biggy, I know people who go on Trikes with three people, and that's way more against the law then doubling up on a Quad...."
But Johnny wasn't so sure. She sat him down, and told him where to hold on, and if he wasn't comfortable, her shoulders or waist were always available. She lumbered on in front of his, and as she turned on the motor, she clicked the gears and moved the thumb-button in, to drive the vehicle forward.
Johnny immediately moved his hands to Kohaku's waist as she turned on a sharp corner, she laughed and told him to hang on. She raced through a forest path and to her surprise Johnny loosened his grip on her waist. They went up a hill, and Kohaku had to use up more gas to get up it as it was very steep. Then stopped at the top and Kohaku looked at the bottom, smiling. "We're not going down there, are we?" Johnny asked.
"Do we have another choice?" Kohaku replied in question, "Just lean down, and leave the rest to me," and with that, she revved the engine and went down the hill at what Johnny thought was top speed. He leaned back as he was told, but he strengthened his grip around Kohaku. *If he squeezes, any harder then what he's doing now, then it'll look like I've been loosing weight....* Kohaku thought to herself.
When they hit bottom, they rocked back and forth, but the small potholes and rocks didn't stop Kohaku from having fun, but then, she decided to stop. The tires screeched as she pulled all three brakes and Johnny looked at the back of Kohaku's head as if something had gone wrong. Kohaku jumped off and pushed Johnny up close to the handle bars, "It's time you learned as well." She told him.
She positioned his hands around the handle bars and showed him where all the brakes were. Johnny nodded as Kohaku told him how to slow down and speed up the quad. As Johnny revved the engine and started it up, Kohaku jumped in behind him and held loosely onto his waist. The Quad began to slowly move as Johnny moved his thumb harder against the thumb-button.
"Oh, c'mon, you can do better then that!" Kohaku teased. She moved his wrist so they were going just a little bit faster then Johnny's best wishes. Johnny shut his eyes and Kohaku giggled, "You can't learn to drive a quad with you're eyes shut, silly...."
*~*Johnny McGregor's Mansion*~*
She had just been blown off, her best friend, was out with Mr. Hose's daughter?! This just could not be true. As she walked down the steps from the front doors of Johnny's mansion, the thoughts of promised lies ran through her head. *He said he'd meet me, a motorcycle ride, what lies, I can't believe he'd promise this to me, and then run off with another friend of his?* she thought. *I thought he was my best friend, now look what happens,* she said to herself as she let herself out of the stone-bound gates. She walked away, tearful and filled with misery.
*~*Back to Johnny and Kohaku*~*
Johnny had officially gotten a hang of going fast; they zoomed through the small forest, even though they never did go to the farm that was a block from Kohaku's house. Johnny slowed down in front of a small creek for a break. Johnny got off first and Kohaku slid down the seat before swinging a leg over to one side.
They found two perfect rocks, side by side and sat down, admiring the scene and landscaping.
"Hey, Kohaku?" Johnny piped up.
"Hnn?" Kohaku asked. "Something wrong Johnny?"
"Well, uh," Johnny muttered aloud, not wanting to tell her what was really on his mind, "What time is it?" he asked on his better judgment.
The gothic chick checked her grey wrist-watch, "Its, 6:30," she told him.
"6:30?! I'm supposed to meet Arcada!" he yelled. They raced towards the Quad and jumped on, Kohaku was at the wheel. Johnny grabbed onto Kohaku's waist and shut his eyes as Kohaku started the engine and zipped through out the forest without a second question.
Up the hills and down them again, Kohaku met the shed but didn't stop. They met the main road even though Kohaku knew she shouldn't be riding on it. "It's a left, onto Supple St." Johnny yelled to her, "How fast are we going?!" he added.
"78 mph, why, do you want to go faster?!" she asked, cutting a close edge onto Supple St.
Johnny looked at a young brown haired girl walking down the road. "STOP!" he yelled. Once again, the tires on the four-wheeled vehicle screeched as she put all three brakes on. Johnny leapt off without a second question, and ran to meet Arcada. They hugged as Johnny met her, questions spat from the girl's mouth, though Johnny refused to answer them.
They walked back up to Kohaku, "Arcada, this is Mr. Dickinson's granddaughter Kohaku, Kohaku, this is Arcada," he said.
Arcada stuck out a hand for Kohaku to shake, and Kohaku took it. After a light shake and a smile from Arcada, Kohaku finally looked at Arcada's face, and Arcada looked at Kohaku's.
"Do I...?"
"Are you...?"
"Do we,"
"I think,"
"You're...?"
"Yup,"
"Hi," Kohaku looked down glumly. Johnny was puzzled, "Oh, you guys know each other?" he asked.
"Ya, she's the person I battled when I lost because of my father," Kohaku said, all the questions in Johnny's head were officially filled, but Arcada's mind was still blank.
"Ya, how's your skills now Kohaku, better then what they were I hope?" Arcada asked teasingly. Johnny had a feeling that they weren't very good friends.
"I've given up Beyblading Arcada; you know that, I announced it on broadcasted television."
"Of course you did,"
Kohaku revved up the engine, and Arcada stepped back as Kohaku drove away, her black trench-coat flared behind her. "What'd you go and do that for?" Johnny furiously asked.
Arcada giggled, "Ooh, Johnny's got a ickle wittle cwush, dudn't you?"
"No, she's, just a friend of mine and I didn't want her to leave," Johnny said, although Arcada thought that Kohaku might be a little something more then a friend.
*~*Creek, a little ways a way from the old farm*~*
Kohaku stepped off the Quad, she had come this far, and she knew she should stop.
She remembered how everyone day after the sudden death of her father, she'd take the same Quad she had rode that day and stop here. Thoughts filled her head, memories floated all around her, and she couldn't help but think about how her father and she went frog-catching in the same creek, and how she and her dad would walk in and about the creek. There was also the time the two of them had slept over in the barn not too far away, and had ended up going home because her father said the hay loft wasn't comfortable, but Kohaku knew it was only because he was scared.
She smiled to herself as she felt something press lightly against her outer thigh, she reached into her pocket and took out her blade.
Reaching into her other pocket, she pulled out her launcher and rip cord. As she launched her blade, she thought of the most craziest idea.
*What if I taught myself to blade? Every afternoon after my regular training sessions, I could come here on Quad, and teach myself to blade,* she said to herself as her blade landed on a nearby tree trunk.
As she concentrated hard, with her heart and mind as Oliver had told her, she helped her blade follow each of the life lines on what looked to be a freshly cut tree trunk, but Kohaku wasn't concentrating on that, she was busy thinking of a daily routine she could do for the afternoons with her Beyblade. But what she didn't notice, not at the very bit, was her Beyblade glowing a bright green.
Clashing Colors.
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Okay, okay, so it wasn't 60 KB, it was 50, big deal.
But, it WAS 3,360 words long for your information, wow... I actually used my Word Count! ^O^
Lol
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