~*~TRADITIONS~*~
Author: KOO (Kai's One & Only) But you can call me Cleo........
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade...........i don't even own Kai!!!! *sobbing* But i do own my characters..........and any lyrics or verses belong to my friend Audzri. Oh and this story is mine, if it is like yours, i apologise........but this idea came to me in maths class ( Don't worry, i'm not failing.......ha ha, i'm in specialist maths!) in like September last year....... So don't sue me! Ok?!?!?! *Kai death glare*
Hey! I'm so sorry! I got a fever recently and have not been able to write anything or do anything for that matter........... Anywayz, this is a new chappie! I'm so happy! You guys are all so nice! As usual you guys are amazing and give great reviews. One thing, I LOVE reviews and I LOVE answering them, so PLEASE send me more! Oh and if you guys have any pics of your characters, it would be great if you could email them to me. The address is listed at the end of this story.
Lomelindel Thanks, Lomelindel! I hope you liked how i represented Shura. Just one question: Do you want her father to appear in this.....i was thinking it would be cool....but it's your choice.
P@rEnTaL_cOnTrOlS Thanks! It's great you want yaoi.
Morgana Magi Lady of Light Thank you! I just hope my yaoi couple is good......i'm so not good at stuff like that.....but hey i'll try!
Sega-Star Thank you so much! I know how you feel about the yaoi...i feel the same way....but i did promise a friend....so yeah.....
Devlinn Reiko=Bryan/Rei Luver Thankz! I'm so sorry, but you might have to wait a while for the Rei/Tala....but i hope you are enjoying the non-yaoi part of the story!
White Spirit Angel Thank you! Tanya's way cool, but i'm sorry, she can't be with Rei or Tala......what abut my OC, Parker? Interested? If you are, tell me.....coz i personally think those two would be like perfect together......
Bread 'N' Butter Thank you so much! Toni's amazing....i hope you like my turn on her brother......... Anywayz, i don't really know who the pairings will be, but i have a couple of ideas Parker (My OC!^_~)/Tanya (Kai's friend): This one i would love to see! Rei/Tala: Well, obviously Celina/Michel: Okayz, this is not really a pairing, as these two are not exactly a official couple. But they are so gonna break up! ^_^ Toni/Tyson: Your OC is cool! And they'd be perfect together! Or how 'bout Max..... Tell me what you think! ^_~
I just realised you guys do not know what any of the Beybladers look like, so here's their descriptions!
~*~Kai Hiwatari Age: 20 (turning 21). Height: 6ft 2in. Build: Strong yet slim. Lives: Outskirts of Moscow, Russia. Hiwatari House. Appearance: Two-toned blue hair, in the same hairstyle as before and mahogany eyes. Black short sleeved shirt with a red/gold phoenix on it and it's untucked and the first two buttons undone, black fitted jeans, silver/blue Nike shoes and a gold chain with the pendant with the word 'phoenix' written on it in Japanese.
~*~Tala Valancov (I guessed his name.....what's his real name? Tell me!) Age: 21. Height: 6ft. Build: Strong yet slim. Lives: Switzerland. Appearance: Blood red hair in the same style as before and ice blue eyes. Wears a white shirt which is open to the first button, blue jeans, a black suit jacket, a pair of black leather boots and a heavy silver chain.
~*~Rei Kon Age: 20. Height: 5ft 8.5in. Build: Slim. Lives: Hometown, China. Appearance: Raven hair with same hairstyle ( And the bandanna! He just wouldn't look the same without it! ^.^) and golden eyes. Wears a Chinese inspired shirt in white/red, untucked and blue pants with gold trim along the hem and the pocket and black shoes.
~*~Tyson Granger Age: 18. Height: 5ft 10in. Build: Leaner than he was before and kinda of muscular. Lives: Hometown, Japan. Appearance: Navy blue hair, tied in a ponytail and purple eyes (I think! Gotta re-watch series1!) red t-shirt, white hooded jacket, blue track pants and red Adidas shoes.
~*~Max Tate Age: 18. Height: 5ft 11in. Build: Almost perfect build. Lives: New York, America. Appearance: Blonde hair, in same style as before and blue eyes. Wears a short sleeved dark green shirt, orange cargo pants and pair of blue Nikes.
There hasn't been a lot of changes 'coz i like them all this way...... Oh and do any of you want Kenny in this? I personally don't like him, well 'coz he's....dull.....but if you want him here, just REVIEW and tell me!
Here's chapter 4!
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In Paris, France........ "Ms Vallani." a strong voice spoke in the dimly lit room. "Yes Sir!" the young woman who had just entered the room replied, saluting the heavy-set man. "We have an assignment, for you." the man said as he looking up at the girl, motioning for her to take a seat. The young woman named Saya sat down, her green eyes filled with determination, glowing with a gold light. "Here. Read this." handing her a thin black file. Saya opened up the file and stared at the picture of a red haired and crimson eyed girl. "Shura Mikawatsu?" she asked staring at the girl, whose features seemed familiar. "Uh, she's Kiyan Mikawatsu daughter." her boss replied, staring intently at Saya. "Kiyan! The lowlife scum we still haven't caught? The one I'M supposed to be looking for?" Saya answered angrily. "You've found someone else for the job haven't you? My job?" she yelled accusingly at her boss. He shrank back, scared by her enraged gaze. Terrorists with guns were nothing compared to dealing with Saya Vallani. "Yes. We have." he said quietly, his gaze fixated on the floor. "Listen to me. This assignment will help us find him. We have reliable sources that this girl hates her father more than anything. She will help us." he urged anxiously. Saya stared at him, silent. "Where is she?" she asked in a calmer voice. "Well, currently she's on her way to Italy." the boss replied, opening a bottle and taking several of the small pills. He should really have retired ages ago, but he was stuck to the job for several more years. Several more years of anxiety and problems. 'Italy? Where in Italy?" she tried to remember if she had been there. No, she hadn't after a few moments of reflection. "Well, we sent her an invitation, to Celina DeLuca's party, which we were she would accept. It's in Milan." he answered rubbing his forehead in pain. Another migrane was coming. "Celina DeLuca? Don't tell me she's Raphael DeLuca's daughter!" she groaned, remembering the handsome blond man she had met once in a park. He had been running from something and had knocked her over. He had hurriedly asked if she was okay and then had run off again, clutching a briefcase to his chest, into the shadows. She had seen him again, on her first day in training. Or at least she had seen his dead body, having been shot dead a few moments before. But what she remembered most of all his daughter's face. The girl's ice blue eyes showed nothing, her face expressionless, but something was eerie about the way she had just stood there. The girl had stared blankly at Saya. It had freaked the 13-year-old Saya out. The French had started recruiting from an early age, their army had been full of adults, barely out of their teens, that year. She had been taken along to observe. To observe a dying man. It had scared her, more than she would admit to. "Yes." her boss wryly smiled, he knew all about her run-ins with DeLuca. "Anyway, i want you to find out more about them both. DeLuca and Mikawatsu. Agreed?" "Yes Sir!" she saluted him once again, this job was going to be quite good, all she had to do was scope out two girls. Easy. They'd be intimidated in a few seconds. A sudden knock startled them. The intercom sprang to life and the receptionist's sugary voice was heard "Sir, he has arrived." The boss, thanking her turned to Saya, smirking and asked "Well, should we let him in? He is going to help you after all on this assignment." Saya gasped "I don't need help!" "Enough! Vallani, please do not test my patience." the boss snapped at her. She sat back in her chair, sullenly adjusting her silver hair into it's customary pig-tails. "Come in...."
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In Sydney, Australia...... "Perfect." a high-pitched voice spoke in the airy room. "Selene Moriah Moon, how dare you think of giving up painting! You're a fantistic artist! This picture is nothing short of being perfect." the elderly woman announced to the spikey red haired girl. Moriah blushed, wondering what the lady saw in her picture. Moriah thought it was terrible. "Uh, Mrs Kitelli? Why is my picture good?" Moriah asked bluntly. The woman lightly laughed. "My dear, your pictures are like your Grandmothers'. You have seen how wonderful they were. Yours have the same feel, but not the same look." Mrs Kitelli replied not looking at her student, but a painting, of a pretty young girl with deep blue eyes. "Really?" Moriah almost never heard people praising for being like her Grandmother. "Yes, look of that painting. It is almost like yours, yet slightly different." Mrs Kitelli pointing to the painting of Moriah as a little girl painted by her grandmother. "You're right, Mrs Kitelli. Thanks." Moriah knew she would be back at home, in the company of her cruel parents, if it wasn't for Mrs Kitelli. The old woman had been a friend of her grandmothers, but had moved to Australia, when her husband had died. Moriah had begged her to take her with Mrs Kitelli when she had moved. She had been surprised, but had taken Moriah. 'Moriah, how about we finish up here. I've got a treat for you." Mrs Kitelli said mysteriously. "Sure." Moriah left her painting and walked into the spacious living room. "Take a look at these!" Mrs Kitelli, unable to hide her glee, passed a brochure to her. "Around Europe. London, Paris, Milan....... Mrs Kitelli you're amazing!" Moriah yelled staring at the glossy brochure, happily. "Guess what? We'd better leave right now or we'll miss the plane!" Mrs Kitelli replied, laughing at the look of amazment on Moriah's face. "We've got to pack, we've got to---" Moriah started, but Mrs Kiltelli interrupted her. "Already done!" the two walked out the door, already discussing what they would see...
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In Moscow, Russia, Imari House...... "Hmpf." "He's already been forced into marriage?" a voice filled with disgust spoke, staring at an eye-catching article. The girl's pale blue eyes looked over to the picture of a handsome young man looking directly at the camera, filled with an unreadable expression his his mahogany eyes. The headline screamed "Kai Hiwatari, of the BladeBreakers fame, is to marry!" the Russian Media was beside itself, nearly everything they sold carrying Kai Hiwatari's name was sold out almost immeaditely. They were going to makle a lot by selling this to the rest of the world. "What a loser. He's obviously easily intimidated. Imagine being forced to marry." she said, each sentence a statement, not a question. He's still the same, the girl called Alice thought, carefully staring at Kai's face. I wonder if he remembers me, she mused. Of course not, a cruel voice spoke, just because you challenged him once, doesn't mean he'll remember you his whole life. I suppose so, i wasn't very good then, she continued, if only he would challenge me now. I could show him how much i've changed. She had been wanting to join the Abbey's elite team. Voltaire had been so amused that a girl would want to join, he sent the abbey's best blader to challenge her. Kai. She lost the beybattle in a few seconds. The look of disgust on Kai's face as she picked up the remains of her blade; she still remembered it. After that, she had been rejected in every team she tried to enter. Losing to a member of the Abbey's elite, made you either seem very brave for challenging them or just extremely stupid. But she didn't blame Kai for it.. She would never admit it, but she had a crush on Kai Hiwatari. You're jeolous, her cruel inner voice told her, that he's led a perfect life. You want him to like you, to realise you're a great blader, it continued. And what are you going to do about it, it finished, gently mocking her. "I'm going to do nothing, because i do not like him!" shaking her blue/silver haired head. You do, the voice mocked again. "Fine. I do!" she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Oh My God! I can't believe i said that!" she mumbled shocked. Well, what are you going to do now, the voice now amused asked her again. "I-i'll go challenge him....." Alice stammered. "I'll go right now!" she said, reassuring herself this was not a dangerous thing to do. Nearly everyone knew of the famous Hiwatari anger. "Well, Kai. I hope you ready to beybattle with me. 'Coz this time i'm not gonna lose!" a grim line set to her mouth, her trench coat swirling open to reveal her mid-thigh, light blue skirt with it's star design at the side and her cut, white semi-fancy t-shirt with star designs all over it, as she walked out the massive front door.
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Sorry it's so short, but i don't feel well.....
I've got a question to ask.....would any of yoy guys be interested in co- writing this with me? I kinda thought it would be cool if this story had one of you guys helping me write it........ But if none of you want to, that's ok, the story will still continue......
Thanks for reading ........ Please review and remember no flames, as i have a high enough fever without any extra heat! Bye! ^_~
Any problems or questions or character pics can be sent to this address: sandhu_mickey@hotmail.com (Please note this is my friend Audzri's email, so please send sensible e- mails.) Thankz! ^_~
Author: KOO (Kai's One & Only) But you can call me Cleo........
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade...........i don't even own Kai!!!! *sobbing* But i do own my characters..........and any lyrics or verses belong to my friend Audzri. Oh and this story is mine, if it is like yours, i apologise........but this idea came to me in maths class ( Don't worry, i'm not failing.......ha ha, i'm in specialist maths!) in like September last year....... So don't sue me! Ok?!?!?! *Kai death glare*
Hey! I'm so sorry! I got a fever recently and have not been able to write anything or do anything for that matter........... Anywayz, this is a new chappie! I'm so happy! You guys are all so nice! As usual you guys are amazing and give great reviews. One thing, I LOVE reviews and I LOVE answering them, so PLEASE send me more! Oh and if you guys have any pics of your characters, it would be great if you could email them to me. The address is listed at the end of this story.
Lomelindel Thanks, Lomelindel! I hope you liked how i represented Shura. Just one question: Do you want her father to appear in this.....i was thinking it would be cool....but it's your choice.
P@rEnTaL_cOnTrOlS Thanks! It's great you want yaoi.
Morgana Magi Lady of Light Thank you! I just hope my yaoi couple is good......i'm so not good at stuff like that.....but hey i'll try!
Sega-Star Thank you so much! I know how you feel about the yaoi...i feel the same way....but i did promise a friend....so yeah.....
Devlinn Reiko=Bryan/Rei Luver Thankz! I'm so sorry, but you might have to wait a while for the Rei/Tala....but i hope you are enjoying the non-yaoi part of the story!
White Spirit Angel Thank you! Tanya's way cool, but i'm sorry, she can't be with Rei or Tala......what abut my OC, Parker? Interested? If you are, tell me.....coz i personally think those two would be like perfect together......
Bread 'N' Butter Thank you so much! Toni's amazing....i hope you like my turn on her brother......... Anywayz, i don't really know who the pairings will be, but i have a couple of ideas Parker (My OC!^_~)/Tanya (Kai's friend): This one i would love to see! Rei/Tala: Well, obviously Celina/Michel: Okayz, this is not really a pairing, as these two are not exactly a official couple. But they are so gonna break up! ^_^ Toni/Tyson: Your OC is cool! And they'd be perfect together! Or how 'bout Max..... Tell me what you think! ^_~
I just realised you guys do not know what any of the Beybladers look like, so here's their descriptions!
~*~Kai Hiwatari Age: 20 (turning 21). Height: 6ft 2in. Build: Strong yet slim. Lives: Outskirts of Moscow, Russia. Hiwatari House. Appearance: Two-toned blue hair, in the same hairstyle as before and mahogany eyes. Black short sleeved shirt with a red/gold phoenix on it and it's untucked and the first two buttons undone, black fitted jeans, silver/blue Nike shoes and a gold chain with the pendant with the word 'phoenix' written on it in Japanese.
~*~Tala Valancov (I guessed his name.....what's his real name? Tell me!) Age: 21. Height: 6ft. Build: Strong yet slim. Lives: Switzerland. Appearance: Blood red hair in the same style as before and ice blue eyes. Wears a white shirt which is open to the first button, blue jeans, a black suit jacket, a pair of black leather boots and a heavy silver chain.
~*~Rei Kon Age: 20. Height: 5ft 8.5in. Build: Slim. Lives: Hometown, China. Appearance: Raven hair with same hairstyle ( And the bandanna! He just wouldn't look the same without it! ^.^) and golden eyes. Wears a Chinese inspired shirt in white/red, untucked and blue pants with gold trim along the hem and the pocket and black shoes.
~*~Tyson Granger Age: 18. Height: 5ft 10in. Build: Leaner than he was before and kinda of muscular. Lives: Hometown, Japan. Appearance: Navy blue hair, tied in a ponytail and purple eyes (I think! Gotta re-watch series1!) red t-shirt, white hooded jacket, blue track pants and red Adidas shoes.
~*~Max Tate Age: 18. Height: 5ft 11in. Build: Almost perfect build. Lives: New York, America. Appearance: Blonde hair, in same style as before and blue eyes. Wears a short sleeved dark green shirt, orange cargo pants and pair of blue Nikes.
There hasn't been a lot of changes 'coz i like them all this way...... Oh and do any of you want Kenny in this? I personally don't like him, well 'coz he's....dull.....but if you want him here, just REVIEW and tell me!
Here's chapter 4!
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In Paris, France........ "Ms Vallani." a strong voice spoke in the dimly lit room. "Yes Sir!" the young woman who had just entered the room replied, saluting the heavy-set man. "We have an assignment, for you." the man said as he looking up at the girl, motioning for her to take a seat. The young woman named Saya sat down, her green eyes filled with determination, glowing with a gold light. "Here. Read this." handing her a thin black file. Saya opened up the file and stared at the picture of a red haired and crimson eyed girl. "Shura Mikawatsu?" she asked staring at the girl, whose features seemed familiar. "Uh, she's Kiyan Mikawatsu daughter." her boss replied, staring intently at Saya. "Kiyan! The lowlife scum we still haven't caught? The one I'M supposed to be looking for?" Saya answered angrily. "You've found someone else for the job haven't you? My job?" she yelled accusingly at her boss. He shrank back, scared by her enraged gaze. Terrorists with guns were nothing compared to dealing with Saya Vallani. "Yes. We have." he said quietly, his gaze fixated on the floor. "Listen to me. This assignment will help us find him. We have reliable sources that this girl hates her father more than anything. She will help us." he urged anxiously. Saya stared at him, silent. "Where is she?" she asked in a calmer voice. "Well, currently she's on her way to Italy." the boss replied, opening a bottle and taking several of the small pills. He should really have retired ages ago, but he was stuck to the job for several more years. Several more years of anxiety and problems. 'Italy? Where in Italy?" she tried to remember if she had been there. No, she hadn't after a few moments of reflection. "Well, we sent her an invitation, to Celina DeLuca's party, which we were she would accept. It's in Milan." he answered rubbing his forehead in pain. Another migrane was coming. "Celina DeLuca? Don't tell me she's Raphael DeLuca's daughter!" she groaned, remembering the handsome blond man she had met once in a park. He had been running from something and had knocked her over. He had hurriedly asked if she was okay and then had run off again, clutching a briefcase to his chest, into the shadows. She had seen him again, on her first day in training. Or at least she had seen his dead body, having been shot dead a few moments before. But what she remembered most of all his daughter's face. The girl's ice blue eyes showed nothing, her face expressionless, but something was eerie about the way she had just stood there. The girl had stared blankly at Saya. It had freaked the 13-year-old Saya out. The French had started recruiting from an early age, their army had been full of adults, barely out of their teens, that year. She had been taken along to observe. To observe a dying man. It had scared her, more than she would admit to. "Yes." her boss wryly smiled, he knew all about her run-ins with DeLuca. "Anyway, i want you to find out more about them both. DeLuca and Mikawatsu. Agreed?" "Yes Sir!" she saluted him once again, this job was going to be quite good, all she had to do was scope out two girls. Easy. They'd be intimidated in a few seconds. A sudden knock startled them. The intercom sprang to life and the receptionist's sugary voice was heard "Sir, he has arrived." The boss, thanking her turned to Saya, smirking and asked "Well, should we let him in? He is going to help you after all on this assignment." Saya gasped "I don't need help!" "Enough! Vallani, please do not test my patience." the boss snapped at her. She sat back in her chair, sullenly adjusting her silver hair into it's customary pig-tails. "Come in...."
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In Sydney, Australia...... "Perfect." a high-pitched voice spoke in the airy room. "Selene Moriah Moon, how dare you think of giving up painting! You're a fantistic artist! This picture is nothing short of being perfect." the elderly woman announced to the spikey red haired girl. Moriah blushed, wondering what the lady saw in her picture. Moriah thought it was terrible. "Uh, Mrs Kitelli? Why is my picture good?" Moriah asked bluntly. The woman lightly laughed. "My dear, your pictures are like your Grandmothers'. You have seen how wonderful they were. Yours have the same feel, but not the same look." Mrs Kitelli replied not looking at her student, but a painting, of a pretty young girl with deep blue eyes. "Really?" Moriah almost never heard people praising for being like her Grandmother. "Yes, look of that painting. It is almost like yours, yet slightly different." Mrs Kitelli pointing to the painting of Moriah as a little girl painted by her grandmother. "You're right, Mrs Kitelli. Thanks." Moriah knew she would be back at home, in the company of her cruel parents, if it wasn't for Mrs Kitelli. The old woman had been a friend of her grandmothers, but had moved to Australia, when her husband had died. Moriah had begged her to take her with Mrs Kitelli when she had moved. She had been surprised, but had taken Moriah. 'Moriah, how about we finish up here. I've got a treat for you." Mrs Kitelli said mysteriously. "Sure." Moriah left her painting and walked into the spacious living room. "Take a look at these!" Mrs Kitelli, unable to hide her glee, passed a brochure to her. "Around Europe. London, Paris, Milan....... Mrs Kitelli you're amazing!" Moriah yelled staring at the glossy brochure, happily. "Guess what? We'd better leave right now or we'll miss the plane!" Mrs Kitelli replied, laughing at the look of amazment on Moriah's face. "We've got to pack, we've got to---" Moriah started, but Mrs Kiltelli interrupted her. "Already done!" the two walked out the door, already discussing what they would see...
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In Moscow, Russia, Imari House...... "Hmpf." "He's already been forced into marriage?" a voice filled with disgust spoke, staring at an eye-catching article. The girl's pale blue eyes looked over to the picture of a handsome young man looking directly at the camera, filled with an unreadable expression his his mahogany eyes. The headline screamed "Kai Hiwatari, of the BladeBreakers fame, is to marry!" the Russian Media was beside itself, nearly everything they sold carrying Kai Hiwatari's name was sold out almost immeaditely. They were going to makle a lot by selling this to the rest of the world. "What a loser. He's obviously easily intimidated. Imagine being forced to marry." she said, each sentence a statement, not a question. He's still the same, the girl called Alice thought, carefully staring at Kai's face. I wonder if he remembers me, she mused. Of course not, a cruel voice spoke, just because you challenged him once, doesn't mean he'll remember you his whole life. I suppose so, i wasn't very good then, she continued, if only he would challenge me now. I could show him how much i've changed. She had been wanting to join the Abbey's elite team. Voltaire had been so amused that a girl would want to join, he sent the abbey's best blader to challenge her. Kai. She lost the beybattle in a few seconds. The look of disgust on Kai's face as she picked up the remains of her blade; she still remembered it. After that, she had been rejected in every team she tried to enter. Losing to a member of the Abbey's elite, made you either seem very brave for challenging them or just extremely stupid. But she didn't blame Kai for it.. She would never admit it, but she had a crush on Kai Hiwatari. You're jeolous, her cruel inner voice told her, that he's led a perfect life. You want him to like you, to realise you're a great blader, it continued. And what are you going to do about it, it finished, gently mocking her. "I'm going to do nothing, because i do not like him!" shaking her blue/silver haired head. You do, the voice mocked again. "Fine. I do!" she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Oh My God! I can't believe i said that!" she mumbled shocked. Well, what are you going to do now, the voice now amused asked her again. "I-i'll go challenge him....." Alice stammered. "I'll go right now!" she said, reassuring herself this was not a dangerous thing to do. Nearly everyone knew of the famous Hiwatari anger. "Well, Kai. I hope you ready to beybattle with me. 'Coz this time i'm not gonna lose!" a grim line set to her mouth, her trench coat swirling open to reveal her mid-thigh, light blue skirt with it's star design at the side and her cut, white semi-fancy t-shirt with star designs all over it, as she walked out the massive front door.
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Sorry it's so short, but i don't feel well.....
I've got a question to ask.....would any of yoy guys be interested in co- writing this with me? I kinda thought it would be cool if this story had one of you guys helping me write it........ But if none of you want to, that's ok, the story will still continue......
Thanks for reading ........ Please review and remember no flames, as i have a high enough fever without any extra heat! Bye! ^_~
Any problems or questions or character pics can be sent to this address: sandhu_mickey@hotmail.com (Please note this is my friend Audzri's email, so please send sensible e- mails.) Thankz! ^_~