FASH: Here we go with chapter seven! Ooooohhhhh, Friday is here woo hoo!…. Anyways, time to go through pros and cons, God, I'm going to have to think about a bunch of pros and cons from the top of my head… This is going to take awhile. Nothing monumental happens in this chapter, but I might try and add some humor, just so you won't die of boredom, apparently I have dry humor…. Do you think I have dry humor? That's what my Careers teacher said in my report card….. (Starts rambling on and on and on.)

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Tyson had gone up to his room and decided to write up a list, but not just any list, a grand monumental list. He was writing the pros and cons of being with Johnny. (What did I tell you.)

"Well let's see…"

Pro: He's hot.

Con: He's dead.

Pro: When I kiss him he'll come back alive.

Con: He thinks I am the reincarnation of his female love.

Pro: I probably am and just don't know it yet.

Con: I don't want to be thought of as a woman. No matter how gay I may become, no, just no.

"Hmm. If I was a reincarnation, would I get flashbacks, or would I just not know it?" Tyson crossed his eyes in thought. 'This is going nowhere fast, my Pros and Cons are equal, so I'd better write some more.'

Pro: Good sex? (HA! … Wait a minute, that wasn't funny, or was it… There was a question mark…)

Con: My odd family may scare him away. (Now that's true, I swear, Tyson's grandpa must have done Acid in the seventies.)

Pro: Johnny doesn't seem the type to be afraid of someone else's family.

Con: Writing this list is really starting to get annoying. (HA! … I'm not sure if that was funny…)

Pro: I think he really likes me!

Con: He could just like me because I'm the reincarnation of his love.

Pro: I think Johnny's more the type that if he didn't like someone, he'd tell them, to their face, publicly…

Con: I could just be reading him wrong.

Pro: I'm beginning to run out of cons.

Pro: Make that I've completely run out of cons.

Pro: I think our relationship could work once we've made him a fake background.

Pro: I really, REALLY like him!

Pro: I may even actually love him!

Pro: I'm almost done with my list!

Pro: He can beat up the crazy, stalker, psycho bitch Hilary for me! (Incase you've never read ANY of my beyblade fics before, I really, REALLY don't like Hilary!)

Pro: He's sexy! He's cute! He's popular to boot! …Well, I think he's popular… Anyways… Cool…. Umm….Kilt! Right, kilt. Great hair! The boys and girls all love to stare!

Pro: I think I'm finally done writing my list, right…

Pro: Now!

Tyson grinned as he looked over his 'list', he had some really drug induced stuff there, but he could always blame it on the sugar withdrawal. (That's what I would blame it on!)

"Well, I've made my decision, I just hope it's the right choice." He then looked over his list again, yes, definitely the right choice.

"Hmmm. To go tell him now, or to not tell him now, that is the question." He looked at the door, then the bed, door, bed, door, bed, bed, bed, pillow, blankets, bed, closer look at bed.

As you may have guessed, Tyson decided to go to bed, he seemed to be too lazy to want to go and tell Johnny his decision yet.

"It's not like it'll do any harm, it's not like he can die off on me, or run away, well, he could run away, but I don't think he'd do something like that." He smiled to himself. 'Tomorrow Jonathan, tomorrow.'

FASH: Short chapter, I know, but I'm almost done! I have like, two more chapters to write! Give me a little credit! At least I type and update on a regular basis! Anyways, so long as you're not going to rant at me and tell me how horribly short and pointless this chapter was, give me a review! See that little box? Press it, it is calling out to you, you shall give in to it, send a review, I am hypnotizing you! NOW REVIEW!