SD: Finally! Chapter 8! Sorry for not updating so long . Thx for all the reviews!! Sorry I can't be bothered putting them all up here, but since I don't need to answer any questions… I don't think… Okay, this chapter is pretty long I guess, and the last half was written by Lisa (ComputerAngel) with a few modifications and editing done by me. Yeah, she got my book and wrote in it :P But I decided to keep what she had instead of using my original bit that really sucked… K, enough babbling, just go and read!
Oh yah, oops – forgot the disclaimer!
I don't own Beyblade
I don't own Beyblade
(Twice cuz I forgot last chapter as well! But what's the point? I mean, would anyone believe me if I said I did own Beyblade?)
Another small note: I know the Bladebreakers should have about a million rabid fangirls chasing after them, but… here… they… don't… heh… well…
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ASK NO QUESTIONS TELL NO LIES – By Sacred Dog
CHAPTER 8: FORCED TO BE SOCIAL
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"Talking"
~Thinking~
/Talking to Bit beast/
//Bit beast talking//
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"Girls and dancing: this team's worst subject."
"Dizzi! It's not funny!" Tyson was practically yelling, and people passing by turned to look at him strangely.
"Chill out, Tyson," Rei said, trying to hold back Tyson from attacking the laptop.
"But he's right," Max said nervously. "Dizzi wouldn't be laughing if she were us!"
"Luckily for me, I'm just a bit beast. Excuse me if I'm wrong, but wasn't it Tyson's big mouth that got you in this mess?"
"Dizzi is absolutely right," Kenny sighed. "If you hadn't made that bet with the Majestics and Demolition Boys, you could all go without a partner…"
~~~~~Flashback~~~~~
"What? Too chicken, Tyson?" Ian sneered.
"Unfortunately for you, I'm not, Your Shortness," Tyson snapped, then looked back at the notice on the bulletin board.
+--+--+--+--+
Friday's Dance – Fancy-Casual – 8:30 to 11:30 pm
Compulsory for all Canburr College students
Food and drinks available
Music and dancing, plus spotlight prizes
Free of charge, bring along your friends for a great night out!
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"Then what about the rest of your team?" Enrique asked. "You guys couldn't ask a girl if your life was on the line! I, on the other hand…"
"Yeah? Well… You're wrong!" Tyson knew that was real lame, but he was thinking: ~Damn, he's right! What do I do?!~
"Wrong? We'll see who's wrong! I bet a thousand dollars – but that's not a lot for me – that your team couldn't—"
Tyson interrupted Johnny, "You're on!"
Johnny snickered, "You don't even have $10, where are going to get a thousand?"
"From your team when we win!"
"In your dreams!"
Tala cleared his throat. "Then it's settled. The team with all their members paired up for the dance this Friday, wins. The other two teams must either produce $1000 in total – cash – or hand over their blades – including the Bits."
Everyone nodded, but inside Tyson was panicking. ~What have I done?? I haven't even asked the others… Oh man… Kai is so gonna kill me!~
~~~~~End of Flashback~~~~~
"I'm sorry, okay? But would you rather I admit we're all cowards?"
"Nevermind…" Rei sighed, "You can't change the past, or the way Tyson is…"
Dizzi perked up. "Well, what are you waiting for? Ask a girl!"
"You can't rush us, Dizzi! We are, after all, the world champions! And anyway, who're we gonna ask?"
"Exactly. Tyson has got a point – the Bladebreakers may have an awful lot of fangirls, but they're not going to want to be stuck with someone they don't like…"
"Chief, aren't you meant to side with me?" Dizzi joked. "Well, okay then, tell me who they do like. And don't forget: you're a Bladebreaker too!"
{[AN:- And from here down is where Lisa started… Yes, I give her credit for the good ol' janitor's closet trick!]}
Kenny sweatdropped. "Dizzi…!" he said in frustration.
"Who do you plan to take, Tyson?" Max asked.
"Someone who likes food!" Tyson replied, grinning. "Rei? What about you?"
"Mariah," Rei blushed.
"I think I might have found someone for you, Kenny," Max announced.
"Who?" the Chief asked, adjusting his glasses.
"There's this brunette in my art class by the name of Jessica – ring any bells? She's a bit on the dumb side, but she's you're size… Well, actually, a bit smaller…"
"…" Kenny mouthed, speechless.
"Max, who are you taking?" Rei asked.
"I don't know… I think Mariam, what about you, Kai?" Max questioned.
"Hmph. Tyson, you better find a way to pay up," Kai said in his usual pose against the wall.
"Nooooo… Kai! Take… take…" Tyson started, looking around. A short blonde walked past minding her own business, when Tyson grabbed her. "Here, take her!"
The blonde shot him a disgusted look and walked off with her nose stuck up in the air.
"Why don't you take Kyla," Kenny suggested. " You share a dorm."
"Yeah, Kai, take her! You know you have a thing for crimson hair…" Tyson just managed to dodge a blow Kai aimed at his head.
A pair of crimson eyes looked on with interest from the shadows…
Kyla stepped out and walked past them to her locker. Before she reached her locker, Tyson pulled her in font of Kai – well, tried to pull – she grabbed his wrist and flipped him over her shoulder onto the ground.
"Oww…" Tyson moaned, sitting up and rubbing his back.
Kai opened an eye, and then another, a smirk emerged on his face.
"Well… we'll just leave you two alone," Dizzi said.
Kyla glared at the laptop.
Tyson whispered something to Rei and Max, and they grabbed Kai and Kyla unexpectantly; it took Max and Tyson to hold down Kai but Rei managed with Kyla – just.
"What are you doing?!" Kyla cried in frustration, struggling to get out of Rei's grasp.
"You are so dead, Tyson! You'd better watch out!" Kai shouted angrily, he too was struggling. {[AN: heh, and he's meant to be strong…]}
The two were stuffed inside a janitor's closet and were about to storm out and beat the life out of the rest of the Bladebreakers when they heard the click of the lock.
Kyla pounded on the door. "Let me out! Tyson! You are so dead! Same goes for you two as well!"
"It's no use," Kai told her. "They've gone."
"How do you know?" Kyla squinted in the dark. "Argh, where's the light switch?"
Click. A blinding light flashed on.
"Ohh… so… bright…" Kyla muttered, then snapped back. "What did you do that for, eh?"
"Hn, you wanted the light. I'm not the one who's afraid of the dark here."
Kyla decided to ignore his last remark as Kai sat down on an upturned bucket. "I wonder how long it takes for a janitor to check up on these rooms…"
"After lunch," was the blunt reply she received.
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What time is it?" Kyla asked.
"For the hundredth time, kid, it's 9:30!" Kai mumbled through gritted teeth.
"Oh great Mr Know-it-all, who was it that said the janitor checked these rooms after lunch?" Kyla said fuming.
"You think I enjoy being stuck in a room with you?" Kai retorted.
There was an empty silence…
"I'm hungry…" Kyla said.
"What do you expect me to do?"
"Well, I might as well be talking to a mop!"
"Do so then," Kai smirked.
She glared at him then fished in her pockets to see if she had any food… ~Ah ha! So that's where yesterday's half-eaten sandwich went…~
Kyla took it out and unwrapped it. Lifting it up to her mouth, she was about to take a bite when she glanced at Kai.
"Oi, Sourpuss. What some?"
Silence.
Kyla shook her head, sighing. She broke the sandwich in half and handed him the larger, unbitten half.
"Eat it, you'll get hungry," she told him firmly.
Kai took the sandwich with a mumbled, "Thanks."
Kyla smiled secretly to herself. ~Manners come a bit above pride, then~
"Do you think anyone will come looking for us?" she asked.
"Doubt it. You're stuck in here until some kid pukes up in the toilets."
"Promising…" Kyla trailed off, so bored she wanted to sleep…
"Kai…" she started.
"What?" he snapped.
"Do you know who I really am?" Kyla asked, immediately regretting it.
Kai opened an eye. "What do you mean?"
"Never mind."
The Simpsons ringtone started beeping…
Kyla took out her cell phone and spoke into it, "Hello?"
"It's Mariah."
"Yes?" Kyla blinked. ~What does that pink pussy cat want?~
Kai stared blankly at her. ~You had a bloody phone?!~
"Who are you going to the dance with?" Mariah asked.
"Uh… this isn't the best of times…"
"Oh, why? Am I interrupting something?" Mariah giggled.
"No! Er, whatever you were going to say, say it tomorrow, okay?"
"Fine, forget it," Mariah said, hanging up.
Kyla put her phone down hand sat on the bucket that Kai had now abandoned.
"You had – phone!" Kai glared at her.
"So…?" Kyla replied innocently. ~Oh Kai! Are you really that dense as to not realize why I did 'forget' it…?~
Kai growled, "Pass it here."
"No."
"Pardon?" Kai blinked.
"I said, no," Kyla repeated.
"But why, don't you want to leav…" Kai trailed off, it suddenly hit him… ~Does she like me? Oh great Kai, you've really stuffed up this time~
Kyla looked up with a stoned expression. ~What if he gets the wrong idea? I actually forgot I had a phone, but I can't give it to him! I just used up all the last of my money and batteries; if he knows he would think I'm as thick as Tyson – if that's possible.~
~Well if she likes me, then I might as well ask her to the dance~ Kai thought. ~You owe me big time, Tyson!~
"Erm… willyougotothedancewithme?" Kai mumbled.
"Huh?" Kyla asked blankly.
"Will you go to the dance with me?" Kai repeated, turning 42 shades of red.
"Oh…" Kyla said. ~He has the wrong idea! Ah!!~ She blushed and turned pale. "Sure," she answered, trying to sound calm. ~Nooooo! This is so wrong!!~ "But – just as friends."
"Better that way," Kai muttered. ~Maybe I had it wrong?~
It was really awkward in that tight closet…
"You go to sleep, I'll stand," Kai offered quietly.
"Thanks," Kyal mumbled. ~Nicest thing you've said all night.~
After 10 minutes, Kyla's soft snoring {[AN: Wait a sec – she snores? Lisa, I don't want her to be like Caz! Lisa: She's not – Caz snores aren't soft, they're extremely loud! XD]} punctured the room; her head slid down (as she was sitting on the bucket) and leant on Kai's thigh.
"Err…" Kai started awkwardly. ~Oh great…!~
He moved a step away, making her fall with a loud thump on the ground; Kyla didn't wake up but she curled up into a tight ball, rocking slightly…
~~~~~Dream~~~~~
"And you can stay in there until Voltaire comes to deal with you," Boris snarled.
An 8 year old Kyla curled into a ball in the corner of a concrete room. The tension of waiting was more painful than what she thought her punishment was.
"No, not Voltaire! Please Boris…" Kyla sobbed.
Boris smirked and locked the door behind him.
~~~~~End of dream~~~~~
"No… Please, Boris, I'm sorry! Please don't get grandfather, noooo…
Not him – not Voltaire!" Kyla cried out loud in her sleep, unaware that Kai had
now come to kneel by her side.
~What is she going on about? Grandfather – Voltaire?~ Kai thought, looking into
Kyla's pained expression.
Kyla's eyes shot open to stared into Kai's; for a second she thought she saw a glint of concern in those bright crimson orbs, but only a second, it was quickly replaced by a look of blankness.
"How much did you hear?" Kyla asked, worried.
"All. I hope you realize I've been stuck here the whole time as well. Would you care explain about Boris and Voltaire?"
"Well…" Kyla began, thinking hard. "I have the ability to draw memories out of people and that was of you. Tell me, Kai, why were you so scared?" Kyla lied. ~He'll most likely see right through me…~
"I… It's none of your business! Leave my memories alone!" Kai panicked. {[AN: O.o "leave my memories alone!" – Lisa, you're quoting Digimon Frontier, I hope you realize! ^^ heh, now who's been watching too much digimon?]}
"Sorry…" Kyla apologized. ~He… believed me…? Well, that was close, I'm not ready to tell him – yet…~
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SD: Heh, there you go… That has got to be the longest chapter so far! Anyway, that's all for now… Review please!