Ahh! I'm back, refreshed, and ready to kick some----! *censor* Darnit! Well, anyway, thanks for the break. (;

Cool Quote:

Sam: "Tell me more about Mr. Frodo! I want to hear more about him. Oh, sure! Frodo was really courageous. He was the greatest of all the hobbits there ever was."

Frodo: "Heh! You've left out one of the chief characters: Samwise the Brave! I want to hear more about Sam. Frodo wouldn't have got far without Sam."

Sam: "Now, Mr. Frodo, you shouldn't make fun! I was being serious!"

Frodo: "So was I."

Sam Gamgee and Frodo Baggins in Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers.

A/N: This chapter might be a little…okay, REALLY sappy when it comes to (*ahem* DUH!) Mobekai/Mariah. But I know a lot of you like that. Not liking M/M, of course. I meant a lot of you like sap sometimes. I know I do.

Disclaimer: The author has not seen Beyblade 2002 (VForce) or G Rev, because they only just started airing, so incorrect information or misspellings about characters that might appear in the context are innocently accidental. Zen Tai-Ken, Renlee Brown, Tehran Chang, Brittney Loveless, Annelise Parker, David and Rochelle Llewellyn belong to me as well as any other additional character not associated with Beyblade. Kira Ocelet, Mobekai Tart, Danika Woods, Colby Peterson and Trish rightfully belong to me as well.

Italics are thoughts.

The song below is "Where are you now?" by Michelle Branch.

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Chapter 21: Birthday Surprises

"That's it? Ah, these guys won't be hard to beat at all," Dunga took a bite out of his handmade sandwich. Joseph had come back and repeated everything he'd done and seen in the past hour.

"I wouldn't be so quick to judge," Ozuma stepped forward, "Remember, Joseph had to leave before they used any of their bit-beasts."

"Hey! I did get the names of a few," said Joseph.

"Yes, but that doesn't help us at all," Miriam jumped down and grabbed the sandwich out of Dunga's hands just as he was about to eat it. She took a bite and closed her eyes teasingly,

"Thanks Dunga!"

He scowled.

"The point is, we still don't know whether they're good or not," Ozuma sat down on one of the crates.

"Yes, but we do know one thing," Miriam finished the sandwich and licked her fingers.

"And what's that?" Dunga asked bitterly.

"We know for sure that the Bladebreakers are in this tournament."

"We already knew that," Joseph sighed.

"Oh, Joseph, why do you have to spoil everything? I was just trying to be positive about it all."

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"We're back!" Danika heard Colby slam the door close.

Danika came out and Colby came rushing up to her. Danika gaped,

"You're wearing a…dress?"

"Yep! We were all forced to wear tuxedos and dresses. You really missed out on a lot of fun! You should go back later!"

"Umm…no thanks."

"Is there something wrong?" Colby asked, closing the door to their room so she could change.

Kira sighed behind them,

"I guess I'll take the bathroom then…"

Danika leaned up against Colby's door,

"I think Trish is trying to hide something from us. I feel like I'm being used as a guinea pig in one of her schemes."

"What makes you think that?"

"There was a boy over this afternoon that I'd never met before. Somehow, he and Trish were the best of friends."

"A boy?" Colby asked in a taunting voice.

"A ten year old," Danika rolled her eyes.

Colby opened the door and Danika turned around.

"Why are you afraid of a ten year old?"

"I think he might work for Boris."

Colby made a queer phiffing noise between her teeth, "Look, don't worry about it, Danika. The BBA doesn't allow a one member team. We'll be in this till the end and then we won't even have to worry about putting up with her because you and Mobekai will be co-captains again."

"I don't care about that anymore. There's something else going on here besides winning this stupid tournament."

"Have you talked to Trish about what you're thinking?"

"You know Trish. She'll just give me the cold shoulder."

"I don't know what else to say to you. I'm not Madame Zimbabwe. I can't predict the future."

"So this doesn't worry you at all then?"

"Of course it does! Of all people, I should be more worried than you. Trish doesn't trust you as much as she thinks she trusts me. I've run countless unanswered errands for her. I just think worrying about it isn't going to get you anywhere."

"You're right, of course," said Danika.

"So, where is Trish anyway?" Colby looked around.

"Out somewhere. She never tells me where she's going."

Colby could hear the water running in one of the rooms.

"Mobekai's showering?"

Kira came out of the bathroom, back in some jeans and a loose t-shirt. Her hair was pulled back in a bun.

"Yes; I think he's actually going to walk over to the White Tigers room to talk to Mariah," Danika explained.

"As much as I love Mobekai, I'd have to take Mariah's side in saying how awful that was for him to make her believe she had won," said Kira.

"They'll make up eventually. Mariah won't be able to stay mad today with all the things we're planning to do for her," Colby slouched over the wooden divider separating the back rooms with the living room.

"Please don't mention Mariah right now," Mobekai came in, shaking his wet hair back and forth, spraying them with water.

"Fabulous," Colby stood up quickly and looked down sarcastically, "I was so dry a couple of minutes ago."

"Morning sunshine!" Mobekai grinned, kissing her sloppily on the cheek.

"Ugghh…" Colby wiped her face with her sweater.

"Who are you and what have you done with the Mobekai I saw ten minutes ago?" Danika demanded.

"I just feel a little better…"

"I'll say," Colby rolled her eyes, "I didn't know showers could work such wonders!"

"Anyway, I'm going to try talking to Mariah one more time. I'll be back soon if I don't succeed, but if not, don't wait for me."

"Good Luck!" Danika laughed loudly, shutting the door behind him. She turned around abruptly, her fake grin fading, "He'll be back in twenty minutes. Tops."

"How sad," Kira sympathized, "He might have some luck if he tries real hard."

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Annelise shut the door behind Brittany and set her bags down,

"Hi guys. What's up?"

"Look at this!" Tehran spoke quickly before commanding, "Dodge him! Get out of the way! NO!"

"Tehran!" Renlee gaped, "You can't do that!"

"Well, I realize that now! I've lost," he leaned back in the chair.

"It's a simulation!" Brittany was instantaneously mesmerized, pulling up a chair to try it out herself. Annelise looked over Tehran's chair,

"Did Rochelle send that?"

"Yes-they're blades from Group B. That way, we're ready to battle them later."

"What about the people here in Group A? We have to beat them first you know," Brittany looked up, "Aw, yeah! I just won!"

"Brittany, dearest, that's because your opponent doesn't have a bit-beast," Annelise pointed to the screen.

"Same thing," she shrugged and picked up a banana, "How old is this stupid thing anyway? Look at this mold!"

She dumped all of the green-yellow bananas in the trash.

"I just bought those!" Renlee cried, "They're not moldy! They're still ripe!"

"Oooops," Brittany bent over the trashcan, "Well, who taught you to pick out bananas anyway? You'd have needed to buy more sooner or later. We can't just wait for food to mature when we're starving! So technically, I did you a favor."

Renlee glared and answered the topic at hand,

"We already have enough information on all the teams here in Group A. I just downloaded a bunch of stuff onto Annelise's computer. Through the BBA site, you can also see the stats for many of the teams in Group B."

Annelise remembered that Tala might be here somewhere and grew excited at the thought that she could locate him soon.

"Really?" Annelise asked, "Where did you put my PC anyway?"

"It's in the bedroom."

"Good," she disappeared into the back. The door slammed and all three remaining heads shot up at the noise. A boy with black hair, hazel eyes, an earing in one ear, a can of Pepsi in the one hand, a sack in the other and khaki shorts and baggy T-shirt stood before them.

"Will! Oh, good, I couldn't find you anywhere!" Brittany exclaimed

"I choose when I want to be found," he disappeared into the back.

"And we're back to the SuperiorUpdate: Grump of the year has finally decided to grace us with his royally painful presence," Renlee commentated, rolling her eyes.

"It's almost three; we should head out for the stables," Brittany slipped some boots on, "I'm ready to start riding!"

Tehran opened the door,

"I'll go bring the car out front and meet you there."

"See you," Renlee waved. Brittany went into the bathroom and washed her face off while Annelise packed her laptop.

"What're you bringing that for?" Brittany asked, hanging the towel up, "You can just look at it when you get back."

"I want to see it now. Besides, it'll give me something to do in the car."

"That's what CD's are for, girl!" Brittany held up her albums.

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Ring! Ring!

Mariah got up so quickly that her foot got tangled in the unmade bed sheets and she fell, pulling the phone cord with her. She pushed her hair out of the way and picked up the receiver,

"Hello?"

#Mariah? It's Lee.#

He sounded concerned and she felt disappointed,

"Oh. Hey, Lee. Where are you guys?"

#We decided to stop and get something to eat. Do you want me to bring something home for you?#

"No; I'm not hungry right now."

#Are you all right?# He asked.

"Yes, I'm fine," her voice raised a bit as if to prove herself, "I'm just not hungry, really."

#Okay, well, if you do intend to leave later, just leave a note. We'll see you later, all right?#

"Bye Lee."

#Bye.#

She placed the receiver back down and stared up at the ceiling for a few moments. Someone knocked on the door and she got up curiously, knowing it wasn't the rest of her teammates. She straightened her shirt and pants and curled her loose hair around her ear before opening the door.

It was Mobekai.

"Mariah?" He asked, not quite expecting to see her at the door.

She shut the door angrily, upset that she had actually gotten up for him and was about to turn around, but he continued to talk outside the door.

"C'mon, Mariah. Just talk to me for a few minutes. That's all I'm asking for. I don't want you to be angry with me. And even if we don't get back together again, can we at least stay at a level where we can be friends?"

She smiled and leaned against the wall to listen to what he had to say. Just for a few minutes, she told herself. He was silent for a few moments, but he continued, thinking she might hear him,

"I know it sounds like an awful shock that you didn't actually beat me fair and square. And I lied to you. I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking lying about my skills would give me the advantage later. I lied because you were happy when you won and I liked seeing you smile."

By now, she thought, he must've sounded and looked completely stupid standing there in the hallway talking to a door. She reached out to grab the handle, but her stubborn persistance persuaded her to just turn around and lean quietly against the door.

"You're completely right: I was a jerk. And there might be more times when I'll be a jerk. But I'd never intentionally try and hurt you, Mariah. I love you."

She turned around and opened the door. He looked a little surprised, as if he hadn't even thought she'd been listening. She couldn't find her voice and instead wrapped her arms around his neck.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and she whispered against his slightly damp hair,

"I love you too, Mobekai," She pulled back, grinning shyly, before kissing him,

"I could never stay mad for such a long time at someone that would say something as sweet as that."

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Bryan had fallen quiet and lagged behind the rest of the group as they walked on the sidewalk beside the main street. Spencer had shouldered his large gun-like shooter and Ian scowled every few minutes, probably out of annoyance. Tala rolled his eyes back and forth without moving his head as he scoped out people on either side of him. It was a habit to be weary of those around him. Something he must have picked up from Boris.

After about the 19th time that Ian had scowled at someone he decided he didn't like that much, Spencer hit him over the top of the head,

"Stop that. That's annoying."

Ian rubbed his head and pulled a face in Spencer's direction, but nonetheless shut up.

There was a large crowd gathering outside a gourmet shop and Tala could spot an all too familiar crop of purple hair.

"This way…" he led them through a small opening. Ian and Bryan followed. Spencer just pushed people aside that were in his way. He got to the other side first and when Tala and Ian couldn't get through three woman laughing amongst themselves, Spencer pushed aside two more men and Tala, Ian, and Bryan maneuvered around them.

Tala turned around to look at the crowd once they were out of earshot,

"Our favorite group of Europeans were cooking up something for their selfishly captivated audience. Figures…"

"I didn't even know the Majestics could cook," Ian snickered.

"They probably can't," Bryan spoke from behind quite coolly.

Tala was walking slightly ahead of him, with Ian right behind.

"Hey Tala?" Spencer asked, "How long do you think this tournament is going to last? I'm sick of playing the kiddies."

Tala turned his head as they rounded the corner to walk down the path to their hotel, with an answer in mind.

Ian was staring ahead of him,

"Look out," he said suddenly.

Tala hit something hard and staggered backwards, rubbing his face slightly.

"Told you to look out," Ian shrugged. Tala glared and turned around.

He'd run into a girl his age. The entire group of kids were all about the same age as the Demolition Boys. A scary looking girl with gloves, tattoo and boots was asking this girl if she was all right. Beside the tattoo girl was another girl wearing a jean skirt and two hemp bracelets. The way she held herself seemed to suggest she was the leader. Like Kai, there was a boy standing behind the three girls with black hair, hazel eyes and a noticeable earring in his left ear. The girl he'd run into rubbed her head briefly and looked up. She had brown eyes and curly black hair. It suddenly hit him: these were those kids he'd seen at the beyblading store. The girl with the tattoos seemed to recognize them as well,

"Hey, you're those boys that pushed me out of the way at the store."

"And you're that stubborn cow that never said thank you," Bryan raised an eyebrow.

"You're beybladers?" Tala asked curtly, getting to the point and waving aside their immediate rudeness.

"Aren't you going to apologize?" The hemp bracelet girl waved at their shy friend.

"For what? We bumped into each other at the same time. Who's to say she didn't bump into me?"

"It would be the polite thing to do," she crossed her arms annoyingly.

"I'm sorry; I don't think we've met," Tala brushed her aside briefly.

"Who died and gave you the crown of the world?" the boy behind them suddenly spoke up.

His girl friends seemed surprised that he actually spoke and Tala smirked knowingly,

"Is he the captain of this team?"

"No. What makes you think that?" The girl with the hemp bracelet asked.

"He reminds me of a 'friend'…"

"I haven't died, you know…" the boy's eyes narrowed, "You can tell that to my face."

"I never repeat anything," Tala turned, "Too bad you missed it the first time."

"Well, I'm the captain. And I would shudder to think I might have befriended you in a past life…" The hemp bracelet girl gave a disgusting look his direction.

Tala smiled curtly,

"Charmed. And I'm the captain of this team."

"So we noticed," the tattooed girl spoke.

"You never answered my original question. Are you beybladers?" Tala asked again.

"We are," the blonde finally spoke for the first time.

"I was beginning to wonder if you had a voice at all," Ian shifted his weight to one foot.

She ignored his comment and introduced her team,

"We're the Superiors. This is Brittany," she nodded to the tattooed girl next to her, "That's Will, and this is Renlee, our team captain," she noted the girl with the hemp bracelets, "My name is Annelise and behind you is our fifth member, Tehran. Tehran is eighteen…"

Tala turned around and noted another boy with wild blonde hair and blue eyes glaring at their group and standing next to a Mazda.

"Impressive," Spencer stepped forward to also show his weight and height, "We'll be seeing you around, then."

"You never introduced yourselves," Brittany especially glared at Bryan.

"You'll find out in good time," Bryan answered, knowing she was most likely directing her question at him.

"A team name then," Tehran demanded.

"We're called the Demolition Boys," Ian smirked, "Round here, we're famous. You ask around."

"See you later," Spencer pushed Will aside and made his way down the path. Bryan and Ian followed. Renlee was watching Tala with much contempt. He glared in her direction before following. As he walked past the last member of their group, Annelise, she stared up at him.

He glared back and her head jerked back surprisingly.

"I didn't say anything," he could hear her say to her friends.

"You were staring Annelise…"

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"Hello?!" Tyson yelled, knocking loudly on the door.

"Shhh!" Kevin hissed.

Gary grabbed Tyson by the shoulders and lifted him up so that Lee could get through.

"Oh yeah…whoops."

"Whoops is right," Hilary muttered next to him, "She's probably still in there and you're probably going to ruin this entire thing."

Tyson stuck his tongue out annoyingly and crossed his arms.

Lee lifted the card and stuck his head through,

"Hello?" he yelled. For a few minutes, complete silence filled the rest of the apartment,

"Mariah?" He called again.

He turned around to look at them,

"I'm just going to go in for a few minutes and make sure she's not asleep or anything."

"We'll wait here," Gary nodded.

Lee first checked the bathroom. Then he looked in both bedrooms, closets, living room, and walked into the kitchen last. He could see a yellow slip on the refrigerator with Mariah's neat handwriting,

Mobekai came over. Made up. Out. Be Back.

"Short and simple," he shook his head and called,

"Come on in; she's gone!"

"Whew!" Dizzi commentated from her laptop, "Something stinks in here."

"If you don't like it, you can clean it up yourself," Lee grunted, looking into Mariah's bedroom, "The maids were here, but it looks like Mariah's been home."

The covers from one of the beds was completely done, with the mattress almost completely on the floor. The phone was hanging from the side table, with the cords tangled in the bed sheets and the receiver was off the hook. Her suitcase was open and the second side table was filled with a bunch of her junk.

"Having her gone will make this much easier," Lee shook his head.

"What do we do first?" Ray asked.

"Clean-up," Lee stuck a broom in his hand.

"How come you boys never bothered to clean up before we got here? I mean, this is your hotel room…" Dizzi went on from Kenny's laptop.

"Kenny?!" Lee asked angrily.

Kenny blushed embarrassedly and shut Dizzi down,

"Sorry. She's usually not that mean; I don't know what's come over her."

"This really shouldn't take any time," Max was dialing some numbers on the phone, "And the Wild Cheetahs are supposed to be over in half an hour."

"What time do you think Mariah'll be in?" Hilary asked, dusting the lampshades. Tyson grabbed the duster from her and pushed her into the kitchen,

"Go cook something until the other girls get here."

Hilary glared,

"I don't like being told what to do," she turned back to Lee, "Do you think we'll be done by the time she gets back?"

"Well, I wasn't planning on Mobekai being with her. We'll have to just surprise them both."

"Mobekai already knows," a voice called from the doorway, "Don't worry; he'll keep her out long enough." Danika replaced the doorstop and opened the door long enough for Kira to grab it behind her.

"We figured out they must've made up when he didn't show up for another hour," Kira shrugged, "I lost ten dollars."

"You bet on your teammate?" Max looked a little skeptical.

"Oh yeah! He does it to us all the time; why not?" Colby closed the door when she came in behind Kira, grinning.

"Phew!" Danika plugged her nose and closed the laundry room, "I should've brought some Febreeze. Don't know how Mariah can stand it…"

"Good, you're here," Lee ignored her comment, "You guys can start by cooking."

Danika looked back at Kira and Colby, who were scanning the room with raised eyebrows,

"Suppose it sounds better than cleaning."

"And what exactly are you going to be doing while we do all…this?" Colby asked Lee as she flipped the lights on in the kitchen.

"Supervising," he smiled.

"Like heck," she slapped a large bowl in his hands, "Start stirring some batter, boy."

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The Mazda already had the air conditioning running, so Annelise pulled a jacket around her shoulders and opened her laptop. She was sitting to the right of Renlee. Brittany had declared the front seat so she could easily pop CD's in and out of the stereo.

Maybe I'd be better on my own,

No one ever seems to understand me,

It's easier for me to be alone.

But there's still a piece of me that feels so empty.

I've been all over the world.

I've seen a million different places,

But through the crowds and all the faces,

I'm still out there looking for you.

Annelise pulled up the BBA site and clicked on "TEAM A" first. There was a long list of those that had entered the tournament. If the team was disqualified, links were no longer available and a small parenthetical expression beside the team name said "Disqualified".

Where are you now?

I'm trying to get by with never knowing at all,

What is the chance of finding you out there?

Or do I have to wait forever?

Annelise did a search for the name "Tala", but the search engine said,

"I'm sorry. Your request for the name "Tala" has resulted in 0 search results."

I write about the things I'll never know

And I can't find a moment just to slow down

It makes me think I'll never have the chance

To figure out what it's all about

So tell me what it's all about

Annelise sighed and this time searched for the name "Tala Valkov". This time there was only one search result for "The Demolition Boys."

"We're called the Demolition Boys. Round here, we're famous. You ask around." Suddenly came to her mind. It couldn't be…she thought furiously.

"I never repeat anything…Too bad you missed it the first time."

"You were staring Annelise."

She clicked on "The Demolition Boys" and four highlighted names popped up:

Spencer---

Ian---

Bryan---

Tala---

Tala Valkov. Her stomach dropped violently,

"I think I know who the Demolition Boys are," she said quietly.

Renlee leaned over her shoulder interestedly,

"Spencer, Ian, Bryan and Tala. Click on their names! I want to see which face belongs to whom."

Annelise clicked on Tala's name first.

Where are you now?

I'm trying to get by with never knowing at all,

What is the chance of finding you out there?

Or do I have to wait forever?

Annelise really didn't need to look at the picture to know what he looked like. It had to have been. No wonder she thought he looked so intriguingly familiar. But she looked anyway and her stomach dropped about two inches. It had been the boy with the red hair and blue eyes. The one with the attitude.

Name: Tala Valkov

Age: 16

Experience: Very Skilled.

Bit-Beast: Wolborg

Animal: Wolf

Previous Achievements: Runner up in the Russian Based World Champions

She'd been training at that time with her new team, the Superiors. She didn't bother to look at the rest of the information. She felt sick.

"Soo…." Renlee grinned, "Mr. Valkov is the smart-mouthed leader of the Demolition Boys. Kay, go back and check out the others!"

Annelise looked back at his face sadly before exiting out of that window,

Where are you now? I'm trying to get by with never ever knowing at all…and I still don't know,

What is the chance of finding you out there?

Or do I have to wait

Or do I have to wait

Or do I have to wait forever?

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Final Note: Well, I'm going to have to end it there because of length. I'll have the next one up next Saturday, like I usually do. I'm not sure if many people will see this because technically, I 'm not updating since I already had a chapter 21. Maybe you will. You'll see it by next week s'far as I can tell. Bye!

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Holy CRAP! That's a LOT of reviews! Excuse me: crap is NOT holy:

Drigger5: You've got quite a selection of favorite stories that I most enjoyed looking at! And thanks for reviewing! Of course it'll end in Ray/Mariah. Do you honestly think I'd say R/M and then say "Oh, no, I changed my mind. It'll end in Mobekai/Mariah"? Actually, I guess you might see that coming from me. Well, don't worry cause it won't. (; I love Ray/Mariah.

Kai-Hanmyo: *throws hands up* I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! Please don't kill me! I have a family, I have friends and money! *eye twitches* Yes, money…But don't you dare sue me! Here's the next chapter!

Bimbo-blonde(): Aww, I know what you mean with feeling too lazy to sign in! You think like me! I love romance dramas-^sigh^. Renlee belongs to a team called "The Superiors". And each pairing will get it's moments-I'll especially like doing Kai, Johnny and Tala's romantic scenes.

Kawaii-Lovey: Hyper enough? (laughs) Hate/Love fics are what I live for-especially in Harry Potter with Lily/James. I'm like, an expert. Hehehe (wicked sloppy grin)~~~~Hilary/Tyson 2gether4eva.

HikArI-T3nShi: Yes, Hikari-chan? Do you have something you would like to share with the rest of us? (grins) She IS the best! Mariah rules! And I totally agree with you about the hair thing! Her eyes are VERY wide…very creepy….there are no pupils. Like she's a mutant or something.

Galux Kitty: Is the "conveniently placed cliff" high? Good, it better be. Better yet, she should be thrown from an airplane without a parachute and shot several times as she is going down. Maybe that's a little too gruesome…

"Ray?…thanks…for helping me." GAG! GAG! GAG! GAG! She is SO pathetic! I had to fight every urge to just start throwing things at my T.V this morning. Sorry, I guess it is my turn to reply to you. Another thing to add to my "to-do list". Lee is pretty hot, huh? With his tough boy, SO entirely masculine features and attitude…(trails off, swaying back and forth weirdly) You're not the only one, believe me. It's weird: I started falling in love with him once I started writing his point of views. I could get inside his head, like a ghost or something, and understand why he is the way he is. Like art. (sighs again)

Beybladingrl: Oh no! Don't die, please don't! I don't have insurance, or liability, or any of that other legal junk! Yep, sometimes they do take me a long time to write, depending on my mood, but you'd be surprised. I can type really fast, thanks to my dad, and even if I finish, I usually post every week (Saturday) for moderation. That way I don't go insane with homework and everything. Uh, which story should I read? You have a lot J .

Cheril X: Hehehe…hunky Hiwatari. Awwwww….does she really? That's so sweet! *-*

Why in tarnation do you have a meow mix box laying around? Throw it away! Throw it away! Or soon Ray'll become addicted to those like Max is to his sugar-highs. O_o. That's so not good…Oh, yeah, and to answer your question: Kinomiya is Tyson's last name in Japanese and Granger is the English translation.

kaz: Yeah, at first I thought it was the "Sanct Shields", like sanctify and everything, but I've been looking around and I just heard wrong. Sorry about all the OC's-I'm like lost in "lala" land over here! I won't introduce any more, seriously-that's all there is! (; And if you get REALLY confused, which I sometimes do, I have both teams information (bit-beast and everything) on my bio.

Ice Archer Girl: All right, this is how I feel and that is how you feel and I'll respect your opinions if you respect mine:

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! I never said that I hated the Saint Shields! I said I hated Miriam and Salima. And Salima and Miriam, alone, are pretty awesome characters, I have to admit that. They both have some good morals and character traits.

And I have to admit that I'm starting to like Miriam a lot more. I wouldn't have her in this story if I didn't think she was worth putting in. She just kind of seemed like an Enrique at first, you know? With her flirting with Max and everything.

But when Salima and Ray get together, I feel like he's betraying Mariah. It feels like someone flirting with YOUR boyfriend-you just want to slap her across the face and push her off the steepest cliff you can find.

And I understand that Hilary is annoying at some times, but she's not flirting with anyone you love in particular, she's not breaking up your favorite pairing, and she's not turning the very few stories out there about your favorite couple into dust.

As for Kai, that episodes not supposed to come on till next Saturday, but I imagine he's just emotionally traumatized by what happened with Wyatt, because he feels it was his sole responsibility. It's not like he's in love with him or anything.

If I upset you/have upset you in the past b/c of something I said, I am SO sorry! :{