Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or any of its characters and plot...I wish I did own a beyblade, though...eh...
AN:
Right, hello folks! Uhm, this is my first Beyblade fic so bear with me...It's written from Hillary's POV and it centers around her thoughts and feelings about Tyson mainly. So, this is not a yaoi fic...Personally, I don't have anything against it; everyone is allowed to write what they want, but I'm just not a fan of it...so, yaoi fans, please respect that. If you don't like it – don't read it. Other constructive criticism is always welcome. Tell me what you think! ^_^
In denial
-by Alena S. Anigor
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I'm tired...
Well, who wouldn't be when spending the almost whole day running, stretching and trying to keep a cool face and not to sweat too much...and it was bloody warm on top of it all...
But I would never admit that to him...to them all. They are guys, they are supposed to be strong and all, but I'm not one of those damsels in distress...nor I want to be one of them. I am strong, as much as they are and as much as he is. And I'm proud of it.
I still remember how I wanted to be one of them...to hang out with them...the Beyblade world champions. It sounded so cool, and I really wanted to belong to their little group. And now I am officially something of a training planner for them. Yup, I'm developing the training program for each day, and they better follow it...I'm trying to enhance their abilities, their strength...I want to help them to become better and to top themselves, but actually...underneath it all...I want to prove myself...I want to prove them that I am worthy of being their friend, that I am worthy of becoming their companion and someone they can rely on.
I hope I'm doing a good job so far...I wouldn't know it really...but something tells me that I'm on a good way to achieve that.
The Bladebreakers...the winners of the world beyblade championship...Kai, Max, Rei, Tyson...and Kenny, if you wish to count that braniac in. Kenny told me once that they didn't get along in the beginning very well...they were sort of forced to group and make a team to win...there were constant fights between Kai and Tyson, as I was told...but actually, they behave quite friendly towards each other now...
The Bladebreakers...
I really got to know them a bit by now...I got to know their good sided and their bad sides...along with their bit beasts as well...I was so frustrated with the fact that I wasn't able to see the magical creatures within the blades for a while, but when I finally managed to do that, when I finally saw that shining beast of Ozuma's buddy...and when I helped Rei to win the match...I was so happy, that I actually started jumping and screaming with joy.
Kind of silly, yeah...but...I saw a real bit beast!
And now...now I'm looking at Kai and Tyson fighting with their blades. Poor grass, it's probably already so squashed...but this spot has become something of a training place to be...that little piece of grass and land just for our needs.
"Come on Dragoon!"
"Dranzer!"
Oh, boy...here we go again...now they will rampage and go wild about it, just to see who is stronger...boys are really stupid sometimes...especially Tyson...the guy has a one track mind...it's either food or beyblaiding that's occupying that vacant spot in his head. And Kai...he's too moody and distant for my taste...
Don't get me wrong; I like them all...they have all become my friends...even my mother has started complaining how I spend too much time with them, instead of talking and playing with other girls...But that's boring...nothing is more interesting than cheering them up when they're fighting...
The Bladebreakers...
I kind of envy them...I know girls can also be beybladers, but I have a feeling they would gap at me if I suddenly told them that I want to blade as well...Especially Tyson...he would probably die laughing...
But I still like him...err...them, of course!
Each of them has a different personality that adds to them team and makes it perfect...Max brings the optimism and cheerfulness, Rei is somewhat calmer, but you don't want to underestimate that guy...Kai is the voice of reasoning in the team, while Tyson...Tyson simply brings energy and strength all around him...he's the one motivating them all to move on and never give up...oh, and we can't forget the Chief, the brain of the group...the one who's always analyzing, always calculating and coming up with the most of the ideas...
Hmm...and where do I fit in?
Oh, yeah, right – I'm the training planner and a cheerleader...
Well, at least I'm close to them and...
"Ow, watch it!"
"I wasn't my fault you didn't dodge it on time."
And here we go yet again...Kai's bit beast just threw Dragoon out of the dish and almost hit Tyson across the face. Fortunately, it only managed to hit his cap in the process...and now they're arguing again...oh, man...
Sometimes I wonder if he's ever going to grow up...Tyson, I mean...
Just look at him – he's already brawling and yelling like a child...so immature...and so cute...
Oh! Wait...I didn't mean that...like that...you know...
I mean – who would think of him like that? He's loud, arrogant, immature, over exaggerating, impulsive, stubborn...
But he also saved me from those weirdoes in lab coats...he saved me and Kenny, and he bladed for us in spite of the chance of loosing his bit beast for good...maybe...maybe he's not so superficial and dumb...but, everything stated above, he sure is!
But just because I think he's cute, doesn't mean that I like him or something...heaven forbid that! I mean – yeah, he looks cute and all, and the way his hair is falling on his forehead and over his chocolate eyes is kind of cool, and the way he looks so determined when he blades...and...
Okay...hold it, Hillary...you are not in love with him! No way! You just think he looks cute, that's all! That doesn't necessarily mean that you like him, right? Right?
Yes, I'll just stick to that – he's cute and that's that...
And he just looked at me and smiled...and I smiled back...
Ohh...this is not good...now Kenny is looking at me oddly...and...did I just blush? Oh, my God!
I have to go away, or else something might happen that I wouldn't like to happen and then it would happen and...I'm not even making sense right now!
And that's not good...I'm always making sense, I'm always rational and composed and...that's not the case right now...drat!
So, I stood up and made an excuse...
"I have to go...uhm...to feed...uhm...my cat! Yeah! Bye!"
I hear them all saying their 'bye' and 'see ya tomorrow' before I'm gone...I practically ran away...God, and I have to feed my cat? I don't even have a cat!
And that's all his fault!
But I still stop on the top of that little hill to look at him one last time today...before he let go his beyblade from the launcher, he looked at me, smiled and waved...and I can feel my cheeks getting hot again...Ohhh...Got to go away! Now!
So, now I'm running home...and people are looking at me oddly...now I realized that I was chanting 'stupid, stupid, stupid' out loud all the way...What has he done to me? The idiot...
That jerk!
I don't like him...
"I don't even think he's cute that much...
And I'm definitely not in love with him...
No way...
Uh – uh...
Right?