CA: Hi everybody! This is my first proper Beyblade fanfic so please don't flame me unless you want to face the wrath of my claws.

Kai: Flame her, serves her right.

CA: Pulls face at Kai Ignore him…aheh, umm…Rei, do the disclaimer please.

Rei: Umm…okay, ComputerAngel does not own Beyblades or else Mariah wouldn't wear so much pink!! Hey…she can do whatever she wants.

CA: Sticking up for your girlfriend eh?

Rei: She's not my girlfriend!! Blushes

CA: That's right, she is not. That is why I have not murdered her in any of my fics yet…yet…

CA: Here's the key:

/Thinking/

"Talking"

: Talking to bitbeast:

.:Bitbeast talking :.

Dizzi talking

( Author's note)

Flashback

"Mika, come on…let's go to the hobby shop. Max Mizuhara's dad owns it, we might meet the Bladebreakers there!" cried Miki pulling her sister across the street.

"Fine, but only for a minute." Said Mika uncertainly, the pale blue haired girl knew Miki all too well to trust her completely. The last time she had tried to persuade her to do something they had both gotten hurt badly, Mika more that Miki. Mika was adopted into their family 3 years ago and Miki has always been icy towards her, their Grandfather favoured Mika as she was always so much better at Beyblading whereas Miki never really trusted herself and was scared of her own bitbeast.

"Okay, okay, whatever. Don't be such a wet blanket Mika," sneered Miki, this should have told Mika to stop and just wait patiently for her sister, the tone in her voice hinted to some sort of mischievous plan.

Mika just shrugged off her comments and headed across the road, Miki followed in front of her.

A car horn screamed at the two girls, Miki grinned evilly at her 'sister.

"Maybe this will get rid of you," she said, her tone was soft but that's what made it send chills down Mika's spine.

The Brown haired girl faced her sister, grabbed her by the collar and pushed her onto the footpath as she herself deliberately fell back so the car could hit her.

End of flashback

Mika sat beside the hospital bed, she looked up at her sister. Her face was emotionless, her whole life at the abbey had taught her not to reveal what she really felt as it showed signs of weakness. /why do you hate me so much Miki? I am definitely going to be blamed for this by Grandmother and maybe if your wish comes true I will be kicked out, why do you have to be such a bitch?/

The door burst open,

"Oh Miki!" cried Grandmother rushing to the brunette's bedside closely following her was Grandfather.

Mika looked up at her grandfather, his face was paler than usual and his expression was unreadable.

"Out," said grandfather quietly, pointing a shaky finger at the door.

Mika's lip almost quivered but she managed to hold it back and she walked out the door to the waiting room. /Miki isn't that seriously hurt, god, I'm so insensitive. But she has always been Grandmother's favourite and she's the one who is in charge-obviously as she is her biological granddaughter./

[AN: That means a period of time has passed-if you didn't already know.]

A blue uniformed nurse came out of the emergency room to deliver the news.

"Mika Sato?" asked the nurse.

"Yes?" said Mika, she stood up and shuddered, the hospital atmosphere was so familiar to the laboratories back at the abbey, though it had been 6 years since she had escaped the injections and tests they ran on her were as clear as yesterday.

The nurse walked towards her, "Good news, your sister will be fine and ready to go out of hospital in a week. She only had a broken leg, a very mild concussion and a few scratches-nothing serious."

Mika nodded and sat back down, maybe if Miki was going to be alright then 'her' grandparents would keep her. There was no doubt Miki was going to try her hardest to get rid of her and she could do nothing to fight back but even if they did kick her out it would be just like old times, wandering around the street.

That night at home at the dinner table…

Mika pushed her food around her plate, her appetite was usually quite normal but today she felt as if there was a lump the size of a basketball stuck in her throat. She awaited the news, her grandparents never hesitated to make an announcement…especially a bad one.

"Mika, don't play with your food," muttered Grandmother hoarsely.

There was an awkward silence that was filled only by the munching of old people eating food and the scraping of Mika's fork.

"Mika, your grandmother and I have decided it best for all of us if you go to boarding school," said grandfather, breaking the silence. His usually bright and crystal clear eyes were clouded, it hurt him to have to let Mika go but it was for the best if his wife decided so…she was strict but fair.

Mika stared at him…/I should've known, no one's kept me for a long time-unless they've wanted to torture me. I always cause too much trouble, even when it's not my fault./

"You'll start tomorrow at Elinsburgh High, go pack your things now. I'll drive you there tonight," continued grandfather, his gaze never leaving the crumpled carrots on his porcelain plate.

Mika wanted to cry but she blinked away the tears /I didn't cry at the abbey, I won't cry now even if I've stayed with this family for the last few years of my life./ she stood up and left the table muttering "It's alright grandfather, I'll walk."

CA: Okay, end of chapter one-Tell me what you truly think!! Please R&R before you go.