WARNING: This story is rated R-17 for coarse language, sex (not hentai) and alcohol. Please do not read if under-age.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Beyblade or the Bible (why the heck would I want it anyways?), just the story line, ideas and own characters.
Continued...
The wind howled, making Max shiver.
"Come on, let's go in before you freeze to death…" Smiled Kai.
"Look who's talking!" Giggled the other, "You're the one not wearing anything!"
He opened the sliding door and waited for his friend to go in.
"No worries, I'm used to the cold." He said, then added, "I did use to live in Russia where the highest in winter is a minus thirty…"
"I hope you're going to wear a coat there…" Taunted Max.
"God, you're as apprehensive as Ray…" Sighed Kai.
Max discarded his slippers, threw his coat back on the chair and jumped on his bed; with one tug, he pulled the covers around his shoulders and looked at Kai expectantly.
"Girl or not, you sure haven't changed."
"Change is good, but in the end, it's the inside that counts…" He grinned back.
"Heh… There's a fine limit to how much change you can get before it crosses over to bad; these changes are rock bottom bad…"
"You should try to look this positively."
"You can do that for me, I'm not the positive type…" He let himself drop down on his own bed, "I didn't even know there was a positive side to all this…"
"Sure there is! There's always a good side, no matter how bad things look."
"Then name me at least one good thing about this."
Max thought, then remember the little joke Tyson made him.
"We won't have to get girlfriends anymore!"
"Now you sound like Tyson…" Kai sat up and looked at the blonde, "As for the negative side of this… May I begin?"
Max shrugged; he could see Kai was going to enjoy reciting all the bad things about this…
"Alright then… Girls: they are easy prey for perverts and kidnappers and any other madman out there looking for easy scoring, rape should also be mentioned. Hair: it's too long and gets knotted too easily and don't even think about washing it without drying, hell will befall you. Clothes: too many sizes, too many colours, too many kinds, too much of everything and they cost hell too."
"You really love ranting, don't you?" Chuckled Max.
"Yes I do, but let me go on. Shoes: you have to go through at least twenty sizes before you find one that fits and that matches your eyes or something. Make-up… God, why am I even going to start on that, I'll be here 'till morning…"
"You done yet?"
"I wish…"
"Okay, so there aren't enough good things to balance against the bad ones, but a few there must be."
He glanced at his captain; he was giving him a very flat stare, so he doubted he agreed.
"There aren't any?" Tried the blonde.
"That's more like my point of view…."
After a short silence, Max smirked.
"Kai, you seemed to be an expert on girl matters… Previous experiences?"
"Don't even go there…" He warned.
"Apparently, in my previous life time, I was a respected woman of the eighteenth century."
Kai sat up and looked at him skeptically.
"You're kidding, right?"
"No. Actually, my mom wanted to call me Mary-Ann."
"Mary-Ann?"
"That's what she would have called me, had I been born a girl…"
"Well… She got her wish now…" Smiled Kai.
"Yeah right." Smiled back Max.
Suddenly, the urge to yawn pounced on him; in the end, he couldn't save himself from one.
"I think you should sleep now." Noted the team leader.
"Aren't going to sleep too?"
"Nope, I still got things to think about, there's no way I'll fall asleep."
Max lay down and pulled the covers up to his neck.
"In any case, one things is for sure…" He yawned again, "We're girls now, whether we want it or not…"
"Yeah… Whether we want it or not…"
Kai sighed and looked at the blonde; she fell asleep in a matter of seconds. She considered following the example, and in the end, weariness finally caught up to her. She rested down and pulled the covers over her head with one thought in mind: I am now a girl.
Author's Note: See? I told you I'd use "she" and "her" once they finally accepted they were girls! By the way, when Kai is ranting, not all of it is true: girls are not always easy prey; heck I do karate! Do I look weak to you?!
In any case… I had fun ranting; it's something I can do very well.