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-W N H-

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.

Rating: PG 13 

Warnings: Don't read if you are here for a good story. And don't read if you hate girls. (That sentence rocks!)

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After 15 minutes, Tala said he wanted to get us something to drink. Tyson was sitting there and waiting.

I was not the only one who watched her. A boy about the age of 16 came to stand in front of her.

"Hi. Are you alone here?" he asked her.

Tyson didn't get it. Like with Tala, she couldn't see the signs. She smiled at him and said: "No. But if you want you can stay with us. I am sure they don't mind."

Oh, no! This boy was not going to stay near my Ty! I started to hate him.

He smiled at her and nodded. He sat down- beside her. I wanted to kill him.

Since we were in Russia I had one really good advantage. I could speak both Russia and Japanese. (An.: Tyson and the boy were speaking English ^^….ehm- normally they spoke Japanese!) And Tala was not here so…

"*Russian* Hey! She is my girlfriend!" I shouted from my wall. I glared at him.

"*Russian* You are too young for her!" he shouted back.

"*Russian* She is too good for you!"

Tyson looked from me to him and back. Finally she decided to ask someone.

"*Japanese* What did you say?"

"*Japanese* Nothing."

"*Japanese* That was not nothing! Tell me."

"*Japanese* No."

"What did he say? I can't understand Russian and he doesn't want to tell me."

The boy smiled at her and said: "Well he said you are his sister and I should leave." He smirked at me- hehe he couldn't know how helpful his little lie was…but I was not going to show him that!

"*Russian* Bastard!"

"*Russian* Na na na na! You shouldn't say such nasty words, little one."

"*Russian* What I say and what I don't say is up to me!"

"*Japanese* Who is that Kai?" Tala asked when he came towards us. Thank God!

"*Japanese* Don't know. Wanted to –" I stopped when I realised that Tyson could understand me.

"Who are you?" the boy asked Tala.

"Better question- who are you?" he asked back.

"*Russian* Tell your idiotic friend I don't speak with him and don't dare to speak with me like that again!" I smirked. He didn't know it but…

"*Russian* I can understand you pretty well." The boy looked shocked.

"*Russian* You can understand me?"

"*Russian* Hm… since you said I am only the `idiotic friend` and you don't want to speak with me what if I do something else?" His voice was dangerous low.

"*Russian* What can a little idiot do?" the boy asked, amused.

"*Russian* Little idiot? Well, we will see."

"*Russian* Don't take too long, Tala." I said grabbed Tyson and went away. Before we were out of hearing I heard a shout: "*Russian* You…y….y….you are T…t….t….Tala?!!!"

"What is Tala doing with him?" Tyson asked me.

"He will beat the shit out of him," I said simply.

"Why?!" Tyson stood suddenly there- frozen.

"You couldn't understand anything could you?"

"Why what did he say?"
"He insulted Tala."

"Hm?!"

"He said idiot to him."

"Idiot?!"
"Little idiot."

"What?! And because of that he wants to beat him?!"

"Well…yes…nobody insults Tala."

"Bu…bu…but…I mean…that boy is 3 years older then him! We have to rescue Tala!" Tyson shouted. I smirked- nice idea- rescue Tala!

Impossible.

"If you want to rescue someone, then rescue the boy. Not Tala." I laughed lightly.

"Why not Tala?"

"He is only 3 years older- he should be happy if he survives."

"Are you sure we speak of the same thing?"

"Yes. I am sure."

"I am not. Tala, Kai! Tala! He is 13! Do you really want him to die?"

"Keep cool. He is stronger than that amateur."

"But your 'amateur' is 16!"

"Tala is stronger." I looked at her.

"What?"

"Come let's go back. I didn't want you to see the blood but since you don't believe me…"

Tyson shuddered. Cute! "Blood?" She looked at me with big eyes.

I dragged her back again. There he was: Tala.

Shouting and pushing the boy against the wall.

"*Russian* So, I am an idiot, he? Who is the idiot now?"

"*Russian* Please. Let me go. I didn't know you are Tala." He begged. Oh. That was the most idiotic thing he could have done. Tala hated people who begged him to let them go.

"*Russian* You didn't know? You didn't know?!!! You should have looked at the one you were speaking to." He grabbed the boy's T-shirt, picked the boy up, and threw him against the wall. Again.

"I told you so," I said to Tyson. She was shocked.

"T..t..Tala," She whispered, her voice dripped of pain.

"Tyson? Are you hurt? What happened, Kai?"

Tala's voice changed immediately from angry-cold-heartless to friendly-fearful-warm. He left the boy he had punched and pushed lying on the ground and went to Tyson and me.   

"I don't know. She saw you and…" I couldn't tell anything more 'cause Tala hugged her. He stroked her back in a protecting manner.

"Sht, sht, sht, why are you crying Ty? You are not hurt, are you? I will make everyone who hurts you regret it." Suddenly Tyson shook her head.

"No, no, no, no, no! Don't hurt anyone!" she said quickly. "Please don't Tala. Please, please don't," she whispered.

So cute. Cute little Ty.

"Why not?" he asked.

She cried heavily now. "Ty. Don't cry. I didn't mean to make you cry. I… I will stop it ok?"

Had he called her Ty? Nobody except me called her that!

She finally looked up at him. "R…r…rea…really?" A little hopefully smile came on her face.

Now I was sure…he said Ty…but he deleted the files, right?

"I promise," he said, smiling at her….and he kissed her on her cheek.

I flinched.

No!

I didn't want him to kiss her. I felt like burning inside. I had never felt something like that. I didn't even know what it was.

I did now. I was jealous.

Tala – my best friend – had kissed her. If he were not my friend, I would have killed him for that.

…and she…

My angel.

MY angel.

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Smiled.