SR: And Here it is! The next chapter to my story. Heh, sorry 'bout the HUGE wait. I've been suffering from some serious writers block and for the most part still am. If you have any ideas on where to go with all this please let me know because as of now I have NO clue in the least x.x Anywho, hope you like the chapter and please review because, guys, I seriously need some motivation. ~

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~ Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of its' components. ~

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~ The Devil has Pink Hair ~

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~ Mariah sat perched in an old maple tree. The splendid tree had a trunk huge in diameter and was likelier then not the tallest tree for miles. Its' many branches proved excellent for climbing and its' thick green leaves proved just as excellent for hiding from unwanted eyes. The eyes in this case belonging to Set. Peering down at the slow running river and it's current neko-jinn bather, Mariah couldn't help but grin. Set looked as fine as he had four years ago. Broad chested and muscular he made a decent sight.

'Why are you hereSet?' The pink haired girl asked in her mind. 'Are you here for me? No, you are here to rescue your brother. No doubt our good friend Tala has told you about Rays' predicament. That was my doing you know. I caused all this. Aren't you proud ,Set? You said you always be proud of me! You want to kill me though...you want to kill me. Why? Because I saved your brothers' life. I have done nothing wrong.' Mariah snapped a small brunch off in anger. She narrowed her eyes until they became hateful little slits. Set would regret crossing her.

The young man in question was now acutely aware of someone watching him. The wind blew from the north, causing the leaves to sway to the south. However, a certain spot on that tree kept moving to the west as if someone was trying to get in a better position to see him. Sets' eyes strayed to his clothes which were draped over a rock half on shore half in the river. Now, how did he get into his nice dry cloths without getting them wet and still staying in the water? Until his little tree-dwelling friend left. No way on heaven and earth that he was getting out of the water unclothed with some unknown person watching.

Sets' eyes widen and then narrowed fiercely as Mariah jumped out of her tree and onto the shore, landing gracefully.

"Set! Fancy meeting you here. A little far from your homelands aren't you?" Mariah waved cheerfully and plastered a friendly grin on her face.

"Mariah! You wait right there! You and I have some unfinished business to attend to. Set wadded towards shore until he had water to just above his waist before he stopped and turned a dark shade of red. His clothes! He still didn't have any clothes on. He took several steps backwards into the river until he was sure Mariah couldn't see anything. A wicked grin spread across Mariahs' face.

"Well, Set? I'm waiting. I refuse to talk to you while your standing in the middle of the river." Mariah cackled and pounced onto the rock where Sets' close lay sprawled. Picking up his pants she waved them like a flag. "Do you need these? By all means come and claim them." She smirked and held them up challengingly.

"Give them here Mariah. Just throw them to me." Set couldn't help but keep the pleading note out of his voice. Curse that bitch. Causing him to beg like this. Oh, that woman was going to pay! He couldn't just waltz up out of the water and take his clothes. She would laugh at him and ridicule him. Set watched Mariah pick up his shirt and inspect the crest.

"Lovely! I always admired your crest, Set. Very suave. Looks better when it's on your back though. Come and get it now. I haven't got all day you know." Masriahs' eyes glowed with mirth. "If you don't come and get them then I'll leave and take your clothes with me. Then you can go back to camp without anything on. Wouldn't Tala get a kick out of that!"

Set sighed in defeat. He would not walk back to camp without his clothes. He would never live it down. For the thousandth time that day, Set cursed a person named Mariah.

"Fine! I'm coming but you shut your eyes!" He shouted angrily and began making his way once again towards the shore. Mariah didn't shut or cover her eyes, not that he had expected her to. She fixed her gaze on his approaching figure. "I said shut your eyes!"

"Nope!" She giggled and clung his pants and shirt to her chest. "Hurry now, I have to get back to the castle or my absence will be questioned." Set changed more shades of red then known to man. This was so humiliating! She was going to get an eyeful of him and she wouldn't ever let him forget it. The water level was not around his middle stomach area and thanks to the slightly murky water Mariah still couldn't see much.

"To slow!" She yelled and took off into the woods carrying all his clothes with her. Set stared at the place where Mariah had been standing. What was he going to do now? He had no clothes. A sudden scream that sounded a lot like Mariah caused him to leave his ponderings and concentrate on the now quiet forest. Wait, those were footsteps and they were coming this way. Heavy, definitely not Mariahs'. The foliage rustled slightly and out come Ozuma and Suma and woe and behold, Suma was carrying a very peeved looking Mariah with him.

"Lose something Chief?" Ozuma held up Sets' clothes in one hand with a grin. "We found girly here with them and decided we best look into it. What should we do with the witch?"

"Take her back to camp and make sure she's kept under heavy guard. I don't want her running off or getting away. You know how slippery she can be." Ozuma nodded and Suma turned and walked off with a hissing Mariah in tow. With a snorting laugh Ozuma placed Sets' clothes on the dry shore and turned while his leader got dressed,

"So what was that all about anyway?" Ozuma inquired. He had many a memory of Mariah both good and bad. He knew that she and Set were not on good terms with each other and couldn't help but wonder what Mariah had been doing with Sets' clothes. With a huff, his leader stalked past him muttering a single statement.

"The devil has pink hair!" ~

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SR: Bwaha, crappy chappie! I'll make the next ones better I promise. I couldn't help but put a bit of Mariah/Set in my story. It wasn't supposed to be that way but it should work. I'll have the next chapter up by Friday night and if you all review then I'll put another two chapters up before the weekends over^^ If you don't review though, I just might send Mariah to steal your clothes XP