Hello! Bookie here. Sorry for no author note last time, but I was so excited to finish my story that I forgot. N e wayz, there will be no hentai or yoai/yuri in this fic, for obvious reasons. Iluv: thanks for the review! We could all use encouragement once in a while.

Chapter 2

Sunday morning... Sayuri jumped out of bed, wiggling in excitement. She immediately went to the floor and did a few pushups, her exposed biceps pumping ** Oh My God! They're going to be here in an hour! I can't wait! I can't wait! I wonder who they're going to be? I don't even think I can eat breakfast ** That, and a host of other jumbled thoughts filled her head as she pulled on her customary baggy pair of navy blue hipster cargo pants and red tank top. She posed in front of her cracked mirror to see how she looked and realized that her shock of navy blue hair was in absolute tangles.

"Aarrgh!" she yelled, **Stupid hair! Now mum will have to untangle it! ** She ran down the hall into the small kitchen where her mum was preparing breakfast. "Mummm! Will you brush my hair for me, please?" she asked politely. In return, her mum gave her one of those 'forget it' looks, and Sayuri tried a different tactic. She did big, cute watery puppy eyes at her mum and pleaded in her most babyish voice "Pwetty, pwetty pwease wif chewwies on top?" to add effect, she quivered her lower lip and filled her chestnut eyes with tears. Being a lover of cute things, her mom finished mixing the pancake batter and came over to her. "Fine Sayuri," she sighed, "You know I can't resist those puppy eyes of yours." They both walked into the washroom to untangle her unruly hair with a brush and comb.

Several winces and small cries later, Sayuri's hair was done. She went back to her room to put her shoulder length hair up into a denim kerchief and arrange her pale-blue bangs across her forehead. **At least that's done. Now I just need to make sure that I have everything packed. ** She lifted up a small burgundy suitcase by the door onto her bed and opened it up. Inside, she went through two pairs of cargo pants, two tank tops, three pairs of underwear, pajamas, two pairs of socks, a bag of toiletries, two books, a headlamp (for reading in the dark), a sweater, a bathing suit, sunglasses (Which she took out and put on her dresser), and a beyblade equipment pack. She then walked to the kitchen and barely touched the plate of pancakes, nuts, and eggs that was set before her.

"Sayuri," her mum suddenly said bringing up the terrible truth that the girl had only known for a few months, now, "Even though I'm not your real mother, if you have 'problems', you can always phone me. I love you, honey, you know that." "Yeah, mum." Sayuri mumbled, picking up her almost full plate and taking it to the small kitchen to dump it and rinse it. "I love you too." "Call me any time, it doesn't matter when you call, I'll be here." "Thanks, mum." Sayuri said, giving the teary woman a hug, "I'll phone whenever I can." Still choking back tears, Sayuri walked to the washroom and brushed her teeth. **At least I won't have to tell my team about this. When I told my friends at school, people started teasing me.** Then she went to her room and packed CDs, a Discman, a launcher, a sweater, and some mangas in her trusty blue backpack. To be ready for when the taxi to the airport got there, Sayuri carried her backpack and suitcase to the front door of the apartment and returned to her room to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. **My Beyblade and sunglasses!** she remembered; and then grabbed the Beyblade from her bedside table and placed it in a white pouch hanging from her neck. Next, picked up the sleek black shades from her dresser and put them on, completing her look.

When she got back to the kitchen, she heard the beckoning honk of the cabbie. She kissed her mum and her dad and said goodbye, quickly grabbing her things and walking out the door to the stairwell. "Bye honey!" her parents waved from the doorway. "We love you!" "I love you guys too!" Sayuri called, already down in the parking lot putting her stuff on the backseat of the taxi. "I'll call tonight from wherever we're going on the plane!" with that, she gave one last wave and stepped in, closing the taxi door. Her parents could see her waving in the back window as the taxi sped out onto the road to the airport and disappeared in the distance.

OK! I'm finally done! I might not be able to get chapters up all the time, but I'll just do it whenever I can. I you have any suggestions or things you think I should change a little, REVIEW!