A/N: Thanks bunches to MysticMystery, silver swan 1, and lilix for the great reviews! And kaibygirl... thanks... I think...? Oh, and I just noticed that I spell everything the English way except for Rei. I do this because the name R-A-Y reminds me of Ray Campbell, on Sister Sister. I can't possibly picture Rei with the same name as the other Ray, so I spell it R-E-I. Plus, I like the Japanese way better anyway. Nobody commented or anything, but just in case someone is confused in the future or thinks I'm stupid or something... yeah. Okay. On with the story. ;o)

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As soon as Max was out of sight, he started running toward his father's hobby shop. Bursting through the door, he immediately went behind the counter.

"Max, what are you doing?" Mr. Tate asked as the couple of customers stared.

"We need to talk."

"I close at 5, son..."

Max interrupted. "We need to talk NOW." Something about the look on Max's face must have alerted his father that something serious was going on, because he looked to his customers with an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, but this is important. I've got to go to the back room for a while, but if you find something, you can leave it on the counter with your address and I'll ring it up and deliver it to you, if you'd like."

The woman nodded with a smile. "I understand; I put my own kids first, too."

Max and Mr. Tate went to the back.

"What's wrong, Max?"

Max took a deep breath and put on a relaxed face. "Guess who I met today, Dad?"

Mr. Tate grinned. "A nice girl, maybe?"

"You could say that. She's blonde, and she's got pretty greenish eyes, and she was really happy to meet me."

"That's great, Max! What is her name?"

"Hmm... I think it might have been... Rochelle Lewis." Max's face went from the fake happy to mad in a split second.

Mr. Tate's smile faded. "That sounds familiar..."

"Yeah, it should. See, she was adopted at birth from this American family, and apparently, she had this twin brother... and she decided she wanted to find him. She got lucky, cuz he happened to be in Japan, where she lives, since his parents got divorced." Max's eyes were angry slits, and he frowned at his father.

Realization dawned on Mr. Tate. "Max... I..."

"You lied. This whole time, you were lying!!" Max yelled, not bothering to keep his voice controlled.

"I've never..."

Max's eyes grew teary. "Dad, she's my sister. I didn't even know I HAD a sister. How could you keep something like that from me?!"

"I... didn't think you should know..."

"Why? And how did you think it was okay for you to lie? Do you realize that I could have known her this whole time? We could have joined a beyblade team together. We could be great friends; she's the nicest girl you could meet. But noooo, you decided to lie and let me believe that I was an only child this whole time. 15 years, Dad!!" Max was choked up by this time, sounding almost pitiful.

"I'm sorry. I made a mistake. I was so young when I decided not to tell you... I was planning on telling you at your graduation, really..."

"Great. As long as you weren't planning to hide this from me forever. You do realize that this means that I can't trust you, right? What if there's something else you're hiding from me? For all I know, you could have another family living down the street, you could be married and everything."

"No... I wouldn't do that. Max, I'm sorry. I really, truly am. It was your mother's idea anyway, before we split up, because she didn't want you to feel like you were missing out on something. Please... I promise, this is the only thing I didn't tell you."

Max saw how upset his dad was, and the anger faded. "Maybe I'll forgive you... I'm going to call Mom. Go take care of your customers." Without waiting for an answer, he left the room to the place where the phone is. (Sorry, I've never actually seen the shop, so...)

The phone rang three times before it was picked up. "Hello?"

It was a male voice. "Hi... who is this?" Max asked curiously.

"I thought it was my job to ask that... but if you must know, my name is Phil."

"Okay, hi, Phil, I want to talk to my mother. Is she there?"

"Um... I don't think so. You must have the wrong number."

"Sorry, sir, I'll try again. Bye." Max hung up, checked the number in the address book, and tried again. It was picked up in the middle of the second ring this time. "Hello?"

It was the same voice. "Can I speak to Judy Tate, please?"

"Hey, are you the same kid who called a minute ago?" Phil sounded annoyed.

"Yeah... but I need to talk to Judy." Max was nervous. Who was answering his mom's phone?

"Fine... just a minute." There was a click as the phone was set on the table, and then Max could hear a conversation, but he couldn't make out the words. Then Judy picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Mom, we need to talk." Max got straight to the point, to save time. It was long distance, after all.

"Oh, hello, Max! What's wrong?"

"What would you say if I told you that I know what you've been keeping from me, and I'm not happy about it?"

"Max, I can explain, you see, Phil..."

"MOM!! This has nothing to do with the bozo. I couldn't care less about him. I meant something else... or rather, someone. Get it yet?"

"Not clicking. Hurry up and just tell me, this is long distance."

"I know it is. Anyway... I found my sister."

There was silence on the other line.

"Mom. Did you hear me? I found Rockie, and she's really nice. I want to know why you lied."

"I don't have to answer that, I'm your mother. I had good reasons. I've got to go... I've got business to attend to," Judy said, sounding annoyed.

"Whatever. Bye." Max hung up and sighed. "Oh well," he thought aloud, "who cares? I don't need answers. It doesn't matter anymore, because I found her now. We can get to know each other now, and make up for lost time."

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The next day, Max showed up early in the morning at the dojo. Tyson, Rei, and Hilary wanted to know what was going on, and why Max suddenly had a twin.

"Sorry Max, I tried to tell them, Rockie tried to tell them... they wanna hear it from you," Kenny apologized.

"Where is she, anyway?" Max asked, ignoring the begging.

"She went home about an hour after you left..."

"Where's home?"

"Max, don't you ignore me!" Tyson said angrily.

"Tyson, go eat something and leave me alone!" Max yelled.

Tyson looked shocked, and his mouth opened and closed a few times like a fish's. He eventually gave up on words and walked away, grumbling, into the kitchen, and Hilary followed, already starting to yell at him for being rude.

"Kenny, can you please explain everything to Rei one more time? I need to go call her."

"Sure."

"Okay. Kenny. I know that Rockie is Max's twin and all, but tell me again why they just met?" Rei questioned with a slight frown.

"Well, you see..." Kenny began to explain.

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Max called the phone number he'd been given the day before.

Rockie answered. "Hello, Rockie here."

"Hey, Rockie, it's Max... I talked to my parents, and I thought you'd want to know." Max was surprisingly calm. He'd expected to be nervous.

"Really? What happened?"

"Well, Dad went all 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry,' and Mom blew me off."

"Oh. Well... what's that mean?"

"Wanna meet me for lunch? I think we need to talk."

"Okay..."

"Great, thanks. Come to the pizza place that's a block down the street from the park... do you know the one?"

"Yeah, I love to eat there! I'll see you around... one?"

"Sure. Bye."

"Adios."

They both hung up. Rockie went to throw some stuff in her backpack, and then started walking. It would take a while to get there on foot.

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A/N: a small explanation...... I have actually never seen any episodes of the show that have Max's parents in them. I don't know a THING about them, except the impressions I get from other fanfics and from websites. I'm sorry if I didn't portray them quite right, but I tried, and it doesn't really matter, because Max is a little OOC anyway. Actually... maybe he's not... I'm confused, so I'll just shut up. Oh, and do you think I should rewrite the first two chapters? I don't really want to, but if you think I should, I will, it just might take a while to get it done. Ooohhh, I have... 1,524 words! Yay! Okay, sorry, on a slight word counting obsession recently. I'll shut up now. For real.