FASH: Here's a new fic for you all, I don't think there's another fic of this pairing, God, knowing me there probably isn't and everyone will think I'm weird for writing this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, and I'm only going to say that once, it's to pitiful to say it over and over again. -.-

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'Ever since I saw him, I knew the wielder of Dragoon was special, but I never thought he'd be special to me. The Beyblade World Championships and the battles with BEGA are over, my team and I did not advance as far as I would have hoped, but now I have a new challenge, a new metaphorical mountain to conquer, and it just so happens o be Tyson Grainger's heart. I have delayed my going home, and I will stay in Japan till the blue haired dragon is truly mine.'

'I hear that HE is stating in Japan, he being Claude, the one person who's ever made me feel so weird. Hilary was stalking me one day, like she always does just to annoy me, the bitch, and she was talking about how hot HE was and how I should be more like HIM. Well, now that Claude is staying here, I have no doubt that Hilary will start stalking him. (Shudder.) Why the hell does that thought make me feel jealous? (Not for Hilary, for Claude.) Anyways, school will start up soon, maybe he'll be in my class and I can find out why I feel this way.'

Destiny To Love

Tyson was making his way towards school, thinking over what had happened during the championships, new friends were made, Boris came back, yep, all in all it ad been a busy summer, but now he had to focus on his education, or so his grandpa said, although Tyson really didn't care, he would get though grade twelve just like he got though every other grade.

"Tyson!" 'Oh great, the bitch is back.' "Where do you think you're going?!" "School, where else?" Tyson rolled his eyes and Hilary glared at him, although he did care, he could take her on any time of the month, even during that time of the month when she was more vicious than ever. "Well you had better start trying this year, I am going to be class president again and I won't stand for your foolishness!" Hilary screamed before stomping away. 'Why do I hang out with her again? I don't know, she just seems to enjoy stalking me.'

Tyson was sitting down in his seat at the back of the class, he never sat in the front, it was too easy to get caught sleeping up there. 'Heehee, I'm so clever. And I'm early!' He thought happily as the bell rang. 'Well, here we are, again, time for another year of school to get over and done with.'

Claude had gone to the principal's office and now Mr. Bridges, the principal, was lading him to his classroom. "And I don't want any trouble, got that?" Claude nodded, he didn't want any trouble either, he only anted one thing, and he was somewhere in this school.

The teacher, Miss. DeSousa, was bout to welcome the kids back, when a knock interrupted her, she went to the door and spoke in a hushed voice to whoever was on the other side, before turning to the class, her chocolate brown eyes shining. "Class, we'll be having a new student, many of you will recognize him from the Beyblade World Championships." She dragged the helpless by in, who just blushed and waved a bit. "Hi, I'm Claude." This caused a bit of a chain reaction.

The girls in the class, and some of the guys, squealed, the guys who weren't squealing were just smiling, another world renowned blader to become friends with, Tyson's eyes widened and Hilary raised her hand.

"Uh, yes Hilary?" Miss. DeSousa asked, Hilary straightened her shoulders and replied. "I think we should have someone give him a tour of the school, perhaps the one who he sits beside." Hilary obviously thought that since she suggested it, that she would be the one Claude would sit with.

"What a wonderful idea, now, who shall Claude sit with?" Many hand flew into the air and three people, Claude, Miss DeSousa and Tyson sweat dropped. "Uh, well I suppose I should put him beside someone he's already acquaintances with, so

Tyson." Tyson's head snapped up. "You're responsible for showing Claude around the school." Tyson nodded and Claude made his way to his new desk, smile on his face.

Multiple girls in the room sighed and whined, but Hilary just fumed. 'Darn that Tyson! He's plotting against my eternal happiness!' She glared back at the blue haired boy, who was quietly talking to Claude.

"So, why made you want to stay in Japan?" Claude thought this question over. "I really like the scenery, and the people here are really nice." Tyson seemed to forget that he was one of the few people from Japan that Claude knew.

"Okay class, you've had your summer fun, but now it's time to get back to work." Miss. DeSousa said happily, while most of the students groaned, after all, the first day of school was always the worst.

Claude was constantly poking Tyson throughout the day, because the blue haired boy seem to begin drifting off every half an hour, not that he really minded the physical contact, although poking him with his index finger in the exact same spot every time wasn't the kind of physical contact he had wanted. But oh well, beggars can't be choosers, and by lunch time Tyson hadn't fallen asleep once!

"Claude, it's lunch time, you don't have to keep poking me." Tyson said to Claude as they walked to the outdoor eating area, Claude blushed and stopped poking, instead thinking to himself about how to get closer to Tyson. 'He has a passionate spirit, an innocent aurora, and is breathtaking, I can only hope no one else had their eyes on him.' Little did Claude know that something worse was going on, the girls didn't have their eyes and hearts set on Tyson, they had their eyes and hearts set on him.

FASH: This might turn out to be a lot like my Ozuma/Tyson fic, all I need is a chibi Tyson to keep me company.

CT: Hewo! I'm bawk!

FASH: ..... Interesting, now if only I had lot of chocolate ice cream! (A pile of chocolate ice cream lands on FASH, burying her.)

CT: Yummy!