SD: This is what you've all been waiting for, isn't it? The next chapter! Okay, maybe not, most of you were waiting to vote, eh? Well, thanks to all those who submitted your ideas, I really appreciated that you took the time and effort to do so. BUT, I'm kinda impatient and couldn't bother waiting, so I thought I'd just get on with the story… In other words, I've just made up some pretty pathetic clothes and decided not to add much depth to any of the teams' partners… Aheh, sorry bout that, but you all wanted me to update, so here goes! Oh and, yeah, if you checked back, I changed it from Formal to Fancy-Casual (Lisa told me about that, thx, and she helped with Kyla's outfit)

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ASK NO QUESTIONS TELL NO LIES – By Sacred Dog

CHAPTER 9: GETTING READY {[AN: Give me a better name if you want, but that was all I could think of]}

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"Talking"

~Thinking~

/Talking to Bit beast/

//Bit beast talking//

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Kyla stared at her reflection in the mirror. ~Not bad, if I may say so myself~ she thought, looking at the casual outfit she wore, all of it in shades of red and black. ~Mariam is pretty good at this.~ Mariam had helped Kyla with the outfit, a one sleeved red satin top, the sleeve long enough to cover the scar along the side of her right hand, and black flared denim pants.

"Kyla, are you done yet?" a voice called from behind the door.

"Almost!" Kyla called back, turning away from the mirror and putting on a pair of black pumps with red flames licking up the side. She glanced back into the mirror, giving her shiny crimson hair a last-minute brush. It had grown immensely over the last half year – at the start of the year it had been shoulder-length, now it was almost halfway down her back.

~~~~~Flashback~~~~~

"Please, Boris, not my hair!" cried a desperate 7-year-old Kyla.

"You will do as I say! Now you either cut it yourself –" Here Boris picked up the pair of scissors that lay ready on the bench, "- or I'll cut it for you!"

"No, please, I beg you," Kyla sobbed, putting her arms over her head in a defensive manner.

"Just do it, kid, or he'll do it," Tala warned, rolling his eyes.

Boris stepped towards a shaking Kyla, scissors in hand. "Come on, do it yourself or I will!"

"Nooooo!" Kyla screamed again, getting up to run out, but not before Boris grabbed her by the arm. She tried to squirm away from him but his grip was too strong for her. "Argh, let go of me!! It's my hair, leave it alone!"

~~~~~End of Flashback~~~~~

"Hey, Kyla, you there?"

"Hmm?" Kyla blinked. "Oh, uh, coming!" She shook her head, still slightly shaken by the flashback and how realistic it was. ~I wish these flashbacks would stop coming, I don't want to keep re-living the pain again~ She had been so protective of her hair – she'd been growing it ever since she was small – but then when she was told she had to get it cut to shoulder-length…

Ridding herself of the scary image of Boris with the scissors, she opened the bathroom door and stepped into the dorm. At the same time another three figures came in.

"Hey Kyla, you're finally out," Mariam joked, then turned to greet the others. "Hey Max, Oliver, er…?"

The blonde Italian beside Oliver introduced himself as Enrique Giancarlo.

"I'm –" Mariam started.

"A very pretty girl," Enrique finished for her, chuckling, "You're Mariam, right? Correct me if I'm wrong."

"Enrique, lay off," Max warned, then grinned sheepishly when Mariam gave him an odd look.

"Err… right… Ignore him," Kyla told Mariam, sitting on her bunk. "So, what's the time?"

"Time for non-residents of this dorm to get out."

Everyone turned to look towards the doorway, where Tala stood.

"We were just visiting our friends, anything wrong with that?" Enrique challenged, "I'm sure you have plenty of visitors too."

~Enrique, you idiot! Will you ever learn?~ Kyla shook her head slowly, rather amused.

Tala gave Enrique an icy glare. "I don't have time for you, get out of here or I'll make you." {[AN:- pretty pathetic, I'm sure Tala could think of something better to say than that, but I can't, so you'll have to put up with that]}

Tala actually did look like he wanted to grab Enrique by his hair and throw him out the window, and Kyla knew that, being a creation of Boris, he probably had the strength too.

"Giancarlo, listen to him, let's go," Mariam said, already out the door.

"Wh—owww!" Enrique let out a rather girly cry as Max and Oliver grabbed him, one by the arm, and the other by the hair, and dragged him out. {[AN: I had to do that XD Hear The Flirt shout out with pain! Lol, sorry to Enrique-fans, I don't hate him but I do like torturing characters! My idea of fun ^^]}

"Well, that's one way of getting rid of a nuisance," Tala joked, then slapped himself mentally. ~Since when did I joke like that?~

"Hey Tala, who're you going with?" Kyla asked. Kai had told her briefly about the thousand-dollar bet, and Kyla was worried.

"None of your business," he snapped, but secretly wondered if she was going with anyone.

"What's the time?" Kyla doubted she'd get an answer, but Tala surprised her.

"Eight o'clock," he told her, heading into the bathroom.

~There's more to that guy than I thought… Hmm… I wonder…~

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Kyla stared at the door of the hall, it was too early for her to be here but she had nothing else to do. ~I wonder when they'll unlock this place? I mean, how long could it take to set up a hall for some dance? They've had all day~

Soft footsteps were heard behind her.

"Kyla."

She spun around, wondering who it could be, and came face to face with…

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SD: The chapter would probably be too long if I kept going, so I'm splitting it up, resulting in the cliffie ^-^ So, who'd she come face to face with, eh? Ok, so you think it's pretty obvious, well that's what I thought, so instead I've changed it so that she doesn't face 'The Great H.' (lol, you can figure it out), but someone less obvious… Or so I hope…

Oh, I almost forgot: I don't own Beyblade!! Hn, disclaimers, starting to annoy me… Also, I haven't edited this chapter, so there could be some mistakes… I'll edit it later though and re-load it, for now just R&R, thx