Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade or it characters. –Pouts- that's Bizzy's job!

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Gawd. Don't I just sound like one of those stupid, pumped up famous people giving a speech to their fans at the stupid Juno's or something? I'm such a freak. I'm sorry.

Elisabeth was in a really good mood considering whom she had to face today. She wiped all thoughts of them from her mind.

'At least I have something else to think about...'

She smiled when Kai and the Bladebreakers walked into the room. Amelia had ordered some breakfast from room service, seeing as the Bladebreakers needed to concentrate and not be in a noisy restaurant.

They would eat in the girls' room, since they spent almost every other time in the boys' room.

"Hi guys. You can just find a place to sit wherever. Room service said it would only be a few minutes."

The boys all found comfortable places to sit around and Max switched on the playstation, geared to play some FF9.

Kai walked out to the balcony.

Elisabeth looked around. The girls were all still in their pyjamas, but the boys were all dressed. Their pyjamas weren't ones they were comfortable wearing in front of girls.

Elisabeth asked Tally to cause a distraction so she could quietly slip outside, unnoticed.

Tally nodded. She had something in mind. Elisabeth watched with amusement as she walked right over and kissed Rei. Tongue included.

This caught everyone's attention, even Max's, so Elisabeth slipped outside.

"What took you so long?"

She smirked. Kai turned to her. She took one of his hands. "Aw! Did you miss me?" She questioned playfully.

This made him smirk. "And why would you think that?"

She was going to play some more. Her face mock-fell. "Well fine. If you don't care then maybe I'll go back inside and just—" She made a move for the door.

"No! Please don't." He held her hand.

"Oh? So now you care, huh?" She smirked.

Realisation dawned on his face. "Tricky..." He teased.

"My pleasure. Now I believe you owe me..." She kissed his cheek.

"One of those."

"Oh, is that so? Only one of those?" He played.

He kissed her cheek. She gazed into his eyes. Crimson met Crimson. Their faces were millimetres apart. He moved as close as they could be without touching and...

"Guys!" Tally interrupted, opening the door. Nobody could see them, thank goodness for curtains. "breakfast is here. And you might wanna find somewhere else to do that. What would you do if it had been Tyson instead of me?"

Elisabeth shuddered at the mere thought. "Okay Tals, we're coming." She gave Kai an apologetic glance and walked indoors.

He sighed with resignation and followed.

After a big breakfast of waffles with whipped cream and raspberries, the Bladebreakers, along with Amelia, Remy and Tally, made their way to the Bey-stadium at the other end of town. Elisabeth sat with Kai on the BBA bus and they were chatting away happily. It seemed that this was something funny to everyone else.

"Kai....why do they keep looking at us every time you say something?" She whispered to him.

"Oh. Well..." He began, "I don't tend to talk like this to other people."

She smiled slightly. "but you do with me?"

He blushed.

"Why?"

"Because."

She scoffed playfully. "Because isn't a plausible answer! Could you not come up with anything else like 'I'm dying and need someone to open up to before the end' or 'because you are wonderful beyond recognition and I feel compelled to tell you everything.' You know. Something fun."

"No." He replied shortly.

"Why?"

"Because."

She pouted. He laughed.

"Because." He started again, "Those would be lies and I cannot lie to someone of such great moral fibre."

She smiled. "Why?"

He laughed. "Do you not know any other words?"

"No, not really. Hey, what do you think Voltaire is gonna do when he finds out about us? Cause he probably will."

Kai was silent. Elisabeth realized her mistake.

"Kai I'm sorry. I didn't think..."

"No, Its okay." He gave her a reassuring smile. She knew he just didn't want her to feel bad. He didn't mean it.

She cast her eyes down. He gave her hand, which he was holding, a slight squeeze to let her know he understood.

She was happy knowing that he knew what a horrible man Voltaire was and could relate. She was just curious of how such a great guy could grow up under that looming black figure.

He looked at her. She didn't understand that look. She knew it meant something...but couldn't put her finger on what.

She knew she liked it though. She smiled. She squeezed his hand in return.

The bus was then slowing down. She thought for a second, then leaned over and intended to kiss him on the cheek, but he didn't know what she was up to and turned his head.

The ended in a lip lock. It definitely prolonged it a bit. Elisabeth gradually pulled away. They were both blushing madly.

She chided herself, 'Oh come on! Don't be shy. Making out with boys in the back of a bus would be fun. Okay... maybe not boys, plural. Just this one'

She giggled and bit her lip. He noticed she was tugging on her ear, and had noticed that she did it when nervous, or scared.

'Nervous habits,' He commented to himself.

He wondered which she was now, when she exited the bus. Scared, or nervous? He was definitely both.

She stood in front of the stadium. She couldn't believe her eyes. This thing was huge. When the whole team had gathered, they walked inside, flanked by raging-hormonal teenage girls.

The guys seemed to appreciate the attention, until receiving looks from certain other girls actually worthy of pursuing.

Tyson however, gawked on until receiving a sharp flick to the back of the head from Amelia.

"What was that for!?"

"For being a demeaning jackass. You know how wrong it feels to be stared at by some dumb guys?"

"Honestly, Amelia, no, I don't. And second, I don't really think they mind!" He waved on, oblivious to the pouting Hilary behind him.

When they had entered, slut free, to the satisfaction of the girls, they looked at the schedule.

Elisabeth was relieved. She wouldn't be facing the Demolition boys until tomorrow afternoon. Today was their battle against a team called "Darling Diva's," a group of beyblading girls. Elisabeth smirked. This would be too easy.

"We're surprised you showed." Came a Russian drawl from behind them.

Elisabeth whirled around. 'It can't be! Not today!'

Woohoo! Oh yeah. I bet you guys can guess who that is! DUN DUN DUN! Ah, but which Russian is it?

I wont give away clues. You guys have to wait till after the weekend to find out. Review, and I'll be quick about it!