Disclaimer Sadly, I don't own Beyblade! /tear/

A / N : Hiya! Thanks to all the reviewers who reviewed you guys are awesome! Anyways, sorry that the last chapter was a bit short and pointless/boring, but this chapter will hopefully be more exciting! So onto the fic! Don't forget to R&R! Thankya so much! Oh ya, and one thing I'm gunna be using the Japanese sub Bakuten Shoot Beyblade, not the dub.

Hikari No Naka e
(chapter two: Shock & Afterwards)

"Jeez, what is wrong with me?" Takao stared up at the ceiling of his room. "I haven't been myself for a while… and beyblading isn't exactly as fun as it used to be." Takao turned over onto his side. His crimson eyes closed. "Arg, what the hell am I doing? I should be practicing with my bey!" Takao sat up growling, his fists on each side of his body. He scowled, picked up his blade, and went out the Dojo.

The crescent moon shone on the trees. The dark, windy sky blew uneasily. The midnight blue haired boy walked slowly, obviously thinking hard.

Takao made his was over to the river. The water was faster than usual, due to the fierce wind. Takao scowled. "Damn it…" He muttered.

"GO SHOOT!" Takao launched his bey. "C'mon!" Takao's bey traced the outside of the river. "That's it!" Takao scratched under his bangs and laughed playfully. "Eh, I haven't lost all of my talent."

"Konnichiwa, Kinomiya-kun," A voice said from a blanket of fog. "Up for a battle?" Takao tried adjusting his vision. He still couldn't see the person. Who was it? Takao growled. "Look, whoever you are, I'm not interested in your little games. Now could you leave me so I can continue practicing?" The person laughed. "You're so rude, Takao-kun," The person stated. Takao now saw a faint black outline of his challenger. "Although, you'll have no choice." The person laughed. Takao growled. "Fine then, I accept, but after I win, leave me the hell alone!"

"Fine, but what happens If I win?" They asked. Takao blinked. "That won't happen!" He launched his bey. "Go Dragoon!" The person laughed dryly. "Go!" The two beys met, colliding into one another. Neither of the two showed any backing down.

Hiromi silently walked down the dark streets. Her eyes closed and she shivered violently. "Damn it," She cussed. "Damn these cold nights."

"GO DRAGOON!" Hiromi froze and slowly adverted her eyes to where the shout was coming from. "Nani...?" Hiromi ran, not knowing what she was doing. She knew that voice anywhere, but it was like she forgot it for a while. She also remembered that name 'Dragoon'. Who was it again? Hiromi was led all the way to the river. And there he was. Takao.

He seemed to be beybattling someone, but they couldn't be seen because of the fog surrounding them. Hiromi's eyes followed the beys. The white bey seemed to be losing its edge, as the purple one was gaining power. Hiromi couldn't help but frown. Takao could do better than this! Hiromi suddenly gaped. "Wait I promised myself I'd never help him, but…" Hiromi put a clenched hand over her chest. "…I just can't stand here and do nothing…" She muttered, almost shivering to death.

"Is this your best, Takao? Or… are you holding back?" They asked laughing quietly. Takao frowned. He was sick of this stupid annoying person's comments. "C'mon Dragoon," Takao took one foot off the ground, "Attack!" He commanded. The beys crashed into each other, causing a massive disrupt in the earth below. Takao bit his lip. This opponent had talent, no doubt of that. Their huge raw power was hard to defend against, almost impossible to defend against. "You're OK, but I'm way better." Takao mocked. Dragoon was pushed aside by the purple blade, barely withstanding the force. "C'mon!" Takao muttered under his breath. Dragoon tried pushing, but no prevail. The purple bey spun faster, bashing into Dragoon. Takao clenched his fists. "Ugh! Damn it, Dragoon, don't lose balance now!"

"Do you still think you're better than me, boy? You're in no condition to fight right now," Takao gaped as the fog began to clear. "We'll battle again, I'm sure." Takao was knocked out, with one final blow. Dragoon lost its battle for balance and fell over. "No… I couldn't have just lost…" Takao thought, slowly losing his balance. The body of his opponent faded away into darkness and Takao's stressed body fell limply on the wet, muddy ground below him.

"Takao?" A voice called. Takao tried to open his eyes. "Takao?" The voice called out again. Takao tried opening his eyes, once more. "Nani…?" Takao groaned as he regained consciousness. "Ugh, my aching stomach," Takao said with both hands around his stomach. Takao reached for his cap and put it on his head. He growled and held his aching stomach. "Ugh," Takao suddenly froze after feeling hot breath on his neck. "Huh?" His vision cleared, slowly turning around only to find the one person he didn't actually want to see. Her face was stern, her hands resting on her pale knees, her silky brown hair blowing in the wind. His eyes met hers in a stare. It was her- Hiromi.

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