Sorry the last chapter stank. As I said I made it shorter than I would've liked it to be so I didn't really get to the main point on that chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, nor do I own the song and products I will mention.

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---Chapter 6---

---As Mad as a Hurricane---

---Normal POV---

Kai sighed sorrowfully as he handed over the last twenty dollar bill he had brought with him.

"Thank you very much and have a nice day!" the worker said. Kai groaned and put his empty wallet back in his pocket. Hilary, who had the brightest smile on, skipped out of the store, leaving Kai to carry the gazillion bags the clothes were in.

Hilary skipped through the door of the cabin happily as Kai dragged all the stuff in. Kai smiled as he dropped the bags to the floor and seated himself on the couch. A sigh of relief escaped him as he thought of his credit card. Hilary hadn't managed to get her hands on it. The word 'yet' caused fear to flow through his veins for a moment.

At the speed of light, Hilary unpacked all of the clothes she had bought into a neat pile beside the wall for later. She giggled and plopped down beside the exhausted boy.

"That was fun! We should go back there REALLY soon!" Hilary exclaimed, flushed in the face from being hyper.

"No. We are NOT going back there any time soon. If we do, you'll drain out my wallet again…" Hilary glared at him. "Thank God you didn't get your hands on my credit card." He added; the glare intensifying as he said so. Hilary grabbed a pillow and hit him over the head with it.

"Oh, stuff it, it's like you're saying that I, alone, spent all that money." She pointed to the equally large pile of Beyblade equipment that Kai had bought. Kai sweat dropped, before glaring at her once more.

"Well… well… It's not like I buy that much every day." He huffed under his breath, earning him another meeting with the pillow. He groaned and rubbed the spot on his head. For a soft pillow, it hurt a lot. He figured this was because Hilary was the one who was wielding it.

"Kai! Are you paying attention to me!" Hilary hissed angrily. He must have zoned out for a while.

"It's kind of hard not to, when you're screeching like that." Kai said smoothly, causing Hilary to roar in anger. The pillow clutched in her hands was shredded apart, accompanied by a terrible ripping sound. Feathers drifted in all directions. Kai edged away from her.

"…Angry lady." Kai simply stated, causing her to go ballistic. She leaned in, so her face was directly in front of his. She snarled in rage.

"You and your comments! When will you learn to just-" Her eyes widened slightly as Kai began to lean in. His eyes showed an emotion she had never seen before, heck, she barely saw any expression at all! This had been a weird day, and she had no idea what to do at the moment. She decided to go with it, and leaned in too, until they were almost about to kiss…

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Hilary sat up incredibly fast, staring wide-eyed at the wall in front of her. Her heart still pounding, she blinked a few times and tried to calm down. 'It was just a dream; it was all going on in my head.' Hilary sighed and stood. She looked down the hall to where she had put the pile of clothes in her dream. They weren't there. She sighed once again, and looked beside her at the teen at her dreams. Only thing is, he wasn't there. Puzzled by this, she walked down the hallway in search of Kai Hiwatari. It was very dark, causing her to squint to see where she was going; the moon had set but the sun had not risen. She stepped into the main room, and then looked to the side through the long glass doors to see the duel-haired teenager leaning on the railing of the porch. He had no jacket; it was as if he was immune to the freezing crystals falling from the sky. Hilary walked to the doors, opened them, and then went to stand beside the stoic teenager.

"What are you doing out here this early?" Hilary inquired, staring at the frost covered morbid trees that lay not too far ahead. Kai exhaled slightly, his breath showing in the crisp air.

"Couldn't sleep." He answered quietly. His crimson eyes were staring out at the glowing white blanket of snow. The wind played with Kai's silvery bangs,making them flutterlightly across his face. He looked quite mystical in the glow of the gloomy light of the twilight. He glanced to the side at her. "What are you doing out here this early?" A blush made its way to Hilary's face, and she dared not look at him. "Uh, I just really couldn't sleep. That's all."

"Hn." Kai knew she was lying, but he didn't question her further. He knew she didn't want to talk about it. It was strange- at the beginning, he really didn't like her very much, so they always got into arguments, but now, they could actually speak a few lines without gravy flying.

"What do you think was the point of putting us in a lodge?" Hilary asked, knowing the answer but wanting to know his answer as well.

"That's a bit of an obvious one, don't you think?" Kai raised an eyebrow and glanced at her.

"I just want to know what you think."

"Okay, well this is what I think. They want us to stop fighting, but we both know it- we're not going to change unless something drastic happens."

"Exactly my thoughts."

"Hn."

There was silence between the two for quite a while. Hilary felt restless and uncomfortable in it while Kai was perfectly at peace.

"So…"

"…"

Hilary coughed.

"…"

An anime vein appeared on her head.

"…"

"Will you say something already! The silence is killing me!"

"Good." Kai couldn't help but backtalk.

Hilary's eye twitched in anger. "How dare you! I can't believe that I was thinking we weren't being mean to each other anymore…" Her nostril flared as she let out a sharp exhale, showing her anger and impatience.

"I'd say you're a walking hurricane." Kai added at random, making her rage boil to its limits. He turned to look at her, who glared back with fury. "Can't take a joke, can you?"

"Argh! That's IT! I hate you! Don't talk to me ever again!" Hilary whipped around and stormed back to the door. She opened it, almost breaking it in the process, and slammed it shut behind her. Her eyes stung with angry tears but she didn't let them fall. She wouldn't let him control her emotions. She plopped down on the couch angrily and continued to brood on how much she hated Kai.

Hilary put a hand to her head. She suddenly felt very dizzy. 'It must have been from the lack of sleep I've had…' She stood up feeling as though she was going to be sick. Her hands grabbed onto anything they could to help her keep her balance as she walked back to their room. She fell upon her back on the soft bed. She flinched as a wave of pain worked through her head and she felt very tired. Closing her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep.

Kai didn't mean to make her feel so bad. Sighing once more, he turned to go inside. He inspected the door to make sure it wasn't broken, and then opened it. He gently closed it, and then padded down the hallway to their room to check on Hilary. He found her curled in a ball, fast asleep.

He raised an eyebrow. How could somebody fall asleep so fast? Kai shook his head and went to get his MP3 player from his backpack. He sat down on the opposite side of the bed and turned it on. He winced as an unfamiliar song started. "What the… the 'Hamster Dance'?" Kai asked before turning to glare at Hilary's sleeping form. 'She deleted all of my songs!' He fought to control his anger as he quickly left the room to brood, leaving the MP3 player on the bed.

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Hilary awoke feeling slightly better, but still had a bit of pain. She rubbed her eyes and stood up, but got a dizzy rush and had to sit back down. Clearing out some of the pain by shaking her head, she shakily stood once more and made her way out of the room. The hallway seemed to stretch forever as the space it contained stretched and blotched strangely. The new morning sunbeams that filtered through the window seemed so very bright and overpowering. Letting out a small whimper, Hilary grabbed onto the side of the wall, and slowly stumbled to the living room. Spots dotted her vision like scattered ink spills. Pain spread through her back like a thousand knives stabbing at once. Looking over into the living room hazily, she saw slender figure lain on the couch, relaxed. Hilary could faintly hear slow breathing patterns, and then she recalled that another person had been in the house with her, if only she could remember their name… Hilary sharply took a step forward on weak legs and paused to stare painfully. Another sharp step forward caused the floor to creak loudly. A mumble came from the figure, and it began to stir from its restful peace.

'Hn…' The figure looked over at the silent girl, blinking away his tiredness. He sat up slowly and stared.

"What are you doing?" It was just a slur to her, a dull tone of sound that echoed in her pained mind. Her mouth was partly open drawing in slow breaths, but no words came out of it.

"Hilary? Did you bang your head on something again?" He asked with a hint of humor in his voice. It soon disappeared though, seeingthat she did not fire back an insult. He stood and reached out his hand, clasping it onto her shoulder. At the sudden contact, her legs gave out, and she collapsed. The teenager managed to catch her before she hit the ground.

"Are you alright?" The voice echoed like a melodic sorrow in her ears, but she didn't comprehend any of the words spoken. Everything began to grow fuzzy and she closed her eyes, letting out a long breath. Strong arms hooked underneath her figure and pulled her up. Hilary knew that the warmth was something to welcome, and she relaxed her mind. Hilary knew that she was safe.

Hearing the faint sound of splashing water, Hilary tried to open her eyes. She hadn't yet realized that she had closed them in the first place. Blinking to focus her vision, she glanced at the tall teenager standing a small distance from her. He slowly turned around, a cloth in his hand. Upon glancing at the resting female, he sighed.

"Well, you're finally awake. I thought you wouldn't wake up." He crouched down and put the cool cloth on her forehead. She glanced in a few directions to know where she was. The familiar teenager had transported her to the bathroom, where the medical supplies were. She stared up at his face, feeling as though those crimson eyes were familiar to her. Feeling suddenly very sick, Hilary removed the cloth from her head and moved over. Kai glanced over at the sudden sound, and heard her vomiting in the toilet. Patting her back gently, he wondered what brought on this sudden sickness, and if it was serious. Hilary coughed, and wiped her mouth with some toilet paper. She heaved a long sigh before glancing up at him.

"You're just lucky I didn't puke on you," she paused, suddenly remembering the crimson-eyed boy's name. "Kai."

Kai smirked at the comment. She still had the strength to argue despite her sudden sickness.

"By the way, someone deleted all of my songs in my MP3 player, Hilary." Kai said, hinting especially on a few words.

Hilary let a knowing smirk cross her features. "I know." Her eyelids closed as she grew sickly pale, and then fell forward into Kai's arms, passing out.

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Okkaaaay, I know that chapter wasn't so funny, I apologize. I know mostly all of you are mad at me for not updating in such a long time, and I apologize for that too… -Smiles nervously at the reviewers and offers them virtual plushies of Dranzer- :D

IMPORTANT: I decided to add something into the plot, but I don't know if you'll like the idea. We'll just have to wait and see, ne? .

I hope this chapter was long enough; it took me forever to type out because I kept getting stuck. X.X

R&R pleaaaase!

---phoenix