Authors note: Here's the third chapter. If you what (F) means, well it's suppose to mark the beginning and the end of a flashback or something like it. Anyway.

Disclaimer: Still waiting

Dawning upon a shade

By Sephyrah

Chapter 3: Awful questions

Lemia tried to explain Max but he wasn't quite happy with her

(F)—That's the second time Lemia, I bet you got detention on purpose—

—No, Max I—

—It's too late I'm going to bed, but tomorrow morning I want to see you before classes that way you can come up with a story—

—What, no Max, I—

—Good Night Lemia— he hang up, "now, that was my only friend and I just screw it up" she took the first thing she found and throw it against the wall, she hated failing to her friends. (F)And also hated herself in the morning when that same glass that she throw away almost cut her feet in morning. "Stupid principal and stupid temper, why can't I control it?"

—I should have known better anyway— she said out loud—let my temper and pride, blind me just like that— she sigh —I got what I deserve— "but why yesterday, I mean, stupid Max if he had kept his mouth shut" a part of her still blame Max for telling them that she was a good blader, but it was all her fault and she knew it.

—Well, at least I'm happy to see that you understood your mistake and learned the lesson, it's good to see students with those qualities now days, usually kids are in such a rush— a man walking behind her had just talk and for her surprise it was nothing else than…

—Mr. Mikihiza!! What are you doing here, I mean, I never thought that you walk your way down the school— "manners" —oh yeah!!, good morning sir— her cheeks were a little pink.

He laugh at her reaction —it's okay— he assured her—I've got to confess that I have been following for a while, —…—a beautiful day isn't it? — he said while looking up to the trees.

—What?— her eyes were like little points at the comment (A/N: you know like Kero from CCS) —no.. I mean.. yes— "what kind of question is that" —it is because of the cherry blossoms— she said gaining composure —they usually make this a nice place for a walk. I like to walk here in the mornings, it's not exactly calm because of the noise of the city but yeah, it's kinda cool to see the sky from this perspective— it was obvious that she forgot to who was she talking.

—I see, then there is no doubt why did you got such a powerful spirit with you— he said looking down at her.

—mmm…what do you mean, did you saw the whole beybattle yesterday, what does my appreciation of the day has anything to do with my bit-beast and why am I talking with you, sir, about this anyway, is not that you really understand, Do you?—

The principal sigh —when you get yourself a companion spirit like yours, is not only because of power, a spirit chooses you because of your essence, very deep inside you and that spirit are quite alike— I would kill for making that the truth "shut"

­—oh, but how did you, mmm— Lemia was a little confuse—did you saw?—

—The beybattle, yes. The school rules only forbid to participate in them not to watch them— Lemia sweatdroped —anyway it's a little late don't you think?, classes are about to begin, don't you have anything to do before that?—

She looked her watch, it was true, "Max" —You're right, see you later, sir— "that was odd".

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—PLEASE, PLEASE I won't do it again, I'll be a good girl, I'll get myself away from trouble but please just give me a chance, don't get mad at me—…—Maxy?— she look up at him, there was some people staring at the scene.

—That it's pathetic, and it's just seven a. m., this place just keep going worse— Ian wanted to laugh at the scene in front of him.

—O.K. — he said quietly "??? This is so unlike him" —I'll give you a chance, come with me after school, I'll have to do some things with my friends—she let out a sign of relief— and besides…— "uh?"—I could never be mad at you— now his voice full of joy, getting her in yet another hug.

"Indeed pathetic" but Ian couldn't help but laugh —No, Max, not another hug—

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Lemia had been so busy in the morning trying to gain Max forgiveness that she had not realize until later, that many people were staring now at her, some with awe, some with fear, some others just whisper. "what's wrong with people in here".

She had to wait until the lunch time, once that Tala stopped teasing, to get an explanation. Apparently, it would seem that the rumor of her victory over Bryan had spread very fast.

—So… let me get this— said the girl while looking down at Ian— I won a beybattle and everyone is making a fuss out of it—

—If you're going to put it like that— he shrug— but you must understand that many people in here is quite… er, reluctant of us for what happened at the—

—Geez what a bunch of pathetic— at that point she stopped to gaze at them —…people? whatever they are. They should get theirselves a life—

—You know neither do I like them, but you shouldn't express yourself so low of them— Sometimes the despise she displayed towards the others made Tala shift uncomfortable, after all why would she treat them like that.

She stared at him for a second —Excuse me if I did wrong, but I still think they should keep to their own business—

—Why would you anyway?—

—Why would I what, Bryan?—

—You keep acting sometimes like if you were better. What—

—Makes me thing that I am— a smirk spread over her face—You'll see that's exactly the point, I'm not—

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After getting their food at the cafeteria they walk over to where they usually spent their lunch time. Tala, Bryan and Spencer got a bench while Ian got to work in history's homework on the ground. The girl remained some kind of distant under a tree, just writing as always.

—'What' are you?— said Ian after a while, the others just stare at him.

—Excuse me— said Tala obviously not getting the hint of the conversation.

—Lemia, she said she was not better than any other. But then I want to know—

Obviously the question had seem to have taken the girl aback. To Ian it was the simpler question in the world and couldn't figure out what was taking her so long to answer. It was a good while until she finally spoke the answer loud enough.

—…dow— They heard her whisper something but couldn't figure it out.

—What?— She took so long, that Ian had gotten back to his work and forgot about the answer

—You asked 'What' am I—…— And that's my answer—

—What? But I didn't hear, Lemia!!— Ian was complaining but she was already up, walking towards him to see his homework —you got to be kidding me if you think Mr. Gryphin it's taking that—

—Oh would you shut up!! What did you said a while ago, anyway—

—…

—Lemia

­—You asked me to shut up, make up your mind

—Don't play stupid with me

—Shadow

—hum? — Ian was puzzled —Why would you pick that as an answer—

—Because— Lemia closed her eyes and she could almost hear the voice, a voice from the past. The past that seemed so cruel —Because that was the answer that I was gave back then—

—Back then? — "So…" Blue eyes gazing her —Is it not the first time some one asked, tell me Lemia, Who asked you before?—

—It's not who— She didn't finished answering Tala, because of Spencer.

—I'm more concern about the answer, why would someone ever gave you that answer?— Whatever it was what she had to said about that, she did not. The bell that announce the end of the lunch, rang. And she moved away, hoping for her next class. Hoping that she wouldn't have to answer.

In her head the voices of the past kept echoing like whispers in a deep hollow. Images kept coming forward her. Memories she did not understand, and the only thing she hoped for, was for school to never end. Because that day when she went home, there would be nothing waiting for her. There would be no one, and for the first time she thanked that for the moment, the noise of her fellow classmates would keep her apart. Safe from the ripping memories, safe from being alone, alone with the voices.

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