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Fate

Chapter 1

"..."Talking

'...'Thoughts


Can you really forget the one you love?
What if... one day, you meet someone that looks exactly like her?
Is she really 'her'?
Can it be possible?
Is this fate's generousity.... or is it another trap in the mist?


Flashback

It's summer again, school is almost over, everyone's heart is else where, hoping to be anywhere but here. The school gave out a strict feeling, despite the pretty sights surrounding the school. The school building is quiet, everyone is at the back of the school yard, it's 'Talent Day'. Like a convention, everyone is allowed to present their special talent.

A soft wind blew over, letting everyone hear the chatter in the backyard. Tyson leaned back onto a wall carelessly. He groaned and looked at his friends strangely. "The World's Greatest Beyblader is reduced to sit here and watch on boredly."

"It's not your fault that you don't have any talent, it's okay Tyson, we know how you feel, it's okay." Max said jokingly.

"Be quiet! It's not like you have anything to show off either!"

"Oh you two, knock it off!" Kenny said annoyed. "Why don't we just walk around and see what everyone else is doing?"

"I agree with Kenny, you guys should get off your butts and do some exercise!" A female's voice rang out, Max smiled and stood up.

"Jamice! Finally, someone interesting!"

Jamice Lango, 1 year girlfriend of Max, following behind her is Lianna Reves, Tyson's girlfriend whom can always be seen with a thick book.

"You like?" Jamice held out a portrait, whomever drew Jamice did a terrific job. It's just like a black and white photo.

"Woh! Who drew that?" Tyson asked surprised, his interest peeking.

"Is it Celestia?" Ray finally spoke up.

"How did you know?" Everyone turned to him strangely, they thought that he and Kai had already fallen asleep. Ray looked at Kai, whom is just looking on normally.

"Kai, don't you know her? She's our classmate!"

"She is?"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get a portrait for everyone!" Jamice pushed Max and Tyson towards Celestia's table. She then turned and dragged Ray and Kai along with her. Leaving Lianna and Kenny at the back, one reading a book, one reading from a laptop.

Pushing through the large crowd, ignoring the line of protests and angry shouts, Jamice leaned in front of a girl, talking to another girl quietly.

"Celestia!"

The light brown haired girl turned towards her quickly, her deep blue eys turned onto Jamice questioningly. The other girl turned towards them as well, her hair firey red, her orbs emerald green. "Yes?" She asked just as loud as Jamice, who smiled.

"Celestia, do a portrait for my boyfriend!" Jamice pushed Max in front of Celestia, whom has her head bowed and nodded. "Max! Pay!" Jamice ordered, and Max shoved his hand into his pocket for money and handed it to Celestia.

Celestia let go of a new portrait that she just made, a wind blew over, the portrait flew up and flew away. Celestia gasped and turned to follow it immediately. The portrait landed near Kai and Ray. Celestia paused before them and looked down shyly.

Both Ray and Kai went down to get it, Kai was faster and grabbed it. Straightening up, he held it out for her. Ray stood up slowly, looking at them. Celestia slowly touched the portrait and Kai let it go. Mumbling a soft thanks, Celestia turned and ran back to her table blushing in scarlet. Kai looked after her, something forming in his mind. Ray looked after her as well, missing the green eyes that were focused on him.

End of Flashback


Friday- Apartment Parking Lot

Humming an unknown melody, Jamice slipped into her red convertable, her fashionable lilac hair was tossed behind her shoulders as she placed her cell phone between her right ear and her right shoulder, squeezing it tight. She threw her bag onto the passenger's side and shoved the key into the key hole, starting the car. Another day, but thank God this is Friday.

"Hello, Tyson speaking." Finally, the other end picked up. Jamice rolled her eyes as she checked her mirror.

"Tyson, Jamice here. It's eight o'clock sharp, good morning!" She said cheerfully as she stepped onto the gas petal and backed out of her parking zone.

"I can tell from the hyperness in your voice, do you have another easy costumer today?"

"You know me too well." Jamice laughed as she wheeled out of the parking lot easily, only to be stopped by a red light before the main street. "Anyways, don't be late for your morning meeting today! And remember our meeting tonight!"

"I know, miss-I-get-to-boss-Tyson-around."

Jamice laughed as she put on her dark sunglasses. "And one more thing, remember to call Max." Speaking the name, her voice dimmed, but her head is still up high, her sunglasses hiding her emotions for the name's owner. "Bye Tyson."

Flipping her phone shut, the light turned green, with one smooth turn the day began for Jamice Lango, the 21 year old sales person. Formally known as Max's girlfriend, however... like most things in the world, relationships are the hardest to keep up. Perhaps it was fate that binded them together, and it was also fate that torn them apart.

Who knows, maybe fate will shine upon them once again.


Tyson's House


Lifting up the curtain, he looked at the black limo waiting downstairs for him. Ever since he turned 20 and quitted professional Beyblading for good, Mr. Dickenson handed the BBA to him. Right now, he is the owner of the BBA, making decisions like Mr. Dickenson used to before. Never had he imagined his life like this, never had he imagined that he'd be this successful. He remembers the day when they first met Celestia, everyone was making fun of him, because of his lack of talent aside from beyblading. At that point, it was true, but... everyone changes. Because of her, and her only, he was willing to stop his silliness and focus on his life.

The street is lonely by his apartment, the limo is still waiting patiently. He sighed and let go of the curtain, phone in hand he dialed a familiar number and waited. Everyone is doing well, it seems as if there's always some sort of motivation behind everyone's success, even though they may not be positive motivations.

"Hello, Max speaking."

"Max, it's me Tyson." He said into the receiver, his voice confident but calm, unlike his childhood days. However... the real Tyson can never disappear, when it's around his friends, there's not one bit of seriousness in his voice. "Where are you right now?"

"Just got into the company's building, something wrong?"

"No, not at all. Just wanted to remind you about the meeting tonight." Tyson answered back casually, taking a look at his apartment, he picked up his briefcase and walked out of the door, shutting it behind him. Clicking on the elevator button, he waited.

"Oh that! I won't forget, after all, I don't want to get killed by a bunch of people." Max said easily with a laugh, Tyson smiled as well, both of them enjoying a good laugh.

With a soft click, the elevator door opened, Tyson stepped into the empty elevator and pressed the 'lobby' button while hearing soft talking on Max's end. "Max? Are you busy right now?"

"No, just got into my company, you know, morning reports and everything."

"Um... I understand. I'll see you tonight then."

"Yep, later."

"And...." Tyson paused, his gaze turned downwards for a while, before sighing and looking out the elevator at the descending view. "Say hi to her for me." Without waiting for a reply, he flipped his phone shut and turned it off.

Looking outside the window of the elevator, a familiar figure appeared before his eyes. Looking back at his life, and looking at his life right now... is she happy now?

Does she still love him?


Max's Company

Max starred at his cell phone in hand with his mouth hanging open, after a moment, he rolled his eyes and nodded at another manager passing him. Some friend Tyson is, whenever mentioning her, he seems to have seen the biggest fear in his entire life, running away as usual. Shutting the door of his office behind him, he put his briefcase onto the table and picked up the phone. Dialing a familiar number, he sat down and turned on his computer.

"Hello? How can I help you?" A dull and soft voice came out on the third ring, with the occasional noisy background to her voice.

"Lianna? Are you on the bus again?" Max asked as he watched his computer screen flash by, asking him to login and input his password.

"Max, good morning. And yes, I'm on the bus." Lianna said calmly, no change wave to her voice at all.

"I don't understand you, you make enough money, why don't you buy a car?" Max asked with a little burrow of his eyebrows, he doesn't understand her at all.

Lianna laughed softly, her soft voice giving out a musical tune. "When are you guys going to stop complaining about my habit of taking a bus? Do you not know that the long trip to my publisher on the bus is the place where most of my ideas for my novels come from?"

"Seriously?" Max blinked at his screen as he waited for his desktop to load, he always thought that her all too usual visits to the ocean and the wilderness is the source for her inspiration. And with that thought in mind, he questioned his curiosity.

"Max... an author has many inspirations, thinking on the bus is another one of my inspirations. When you're on the bus, you get to see so many different life styles of humans, no matter the poor or the rich. It's where you pick up the little details in life where I put in my novels that everyone claims to feel real. I need to have some sort of real life experience." Lianna said slowly, her voice seems to be so far away.

Max looked at his phone, always the author like person, always so deep and creative with her words. "Anyways, I just called to remind you about our meeting tonight. Can you make it back on time?"

"Don't worry, I always make it back on time." She said reassuringly.

"Great, I'll let you... get your inspirations then." Max said jokingly, then his smile froze on his face as he remembered his previous conversation. "And... Tyson said hi."

An evident silence followed his remark on the other end of the phone, he thought she had fallen asleep on him before she spoke up again. "How is he doing?"

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Learning Tyson's trick, he hung up before Lianna could say anything either.

Love, why does it torment so many people?


Bus

Lianna starred at the phone in her hand, that simple greeting was enough to send waves into her mind. What happened years ago wasn't anyone's fault, it's just her particular feeling, she never told Tyson to follow what she felt. Sighing, she cluntched her bag tighter, in there is the latest update for her novel, perhaps in her world for her novels, everyone will have a happier ending.

Putting the phone to her ear, she listened to the ringings.

"Good morning, Quintella residence, how may I help you?" A well controlled voice came through, although she does sound a bit out of breath.

"Malarin, are you all right? You sound a bit out of breath." Lianna asked as a lady bumped passed her on the overly crowded bus.

"Don't worry about it, I just had to run and catch this phone call. So, how are you this morning Lianna?" Malarin said comfortingly, out of all of them, she is the one that is always so well controlled, so well mannered, she seems to be able to take in anything. The perfect lady anyone would ever want to be.

"I'm fine, going to my publisher right now. I just called to remind you of our meeting tonight." Lianna said shortly, she never liked long conversations anyways.

"I know, I have it marked. Even though no one has threatened me yet... but I'm sure I'm bound to get it someday." Malarin said easily, a slight joking tone to her voice. "Anyways, thanks for calling me, I'll be calling Kenny now. Have a safe trip."

"Thanks, I'll see you later."

Perhaps... she wants everyone in her novels to have a happy ending, she tucked her phone away gently and looked outside at the passing views.

But then why does everyone in her novel has to have such unfortunate outcomes? Such a little gap... yet a never ending gap, just like him and her....


Technology Insititute

"Are you there already? When did you wake up?" Malarin's worried voice came through the speaker to Kenny, whom is typing furiously on his keyboard, trying to solve the latest virus problem.

"I got here early... real early."

"Kenny, you can't do this to yourself. You need proper rest, at least 8 hours of sleep." Malarin said with a sigh, he's still like a little child, has to be reminded of what he should be doing, and what he shouldn't be doing.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just these few days, afterwards, I'll get my usual life back again." Kenny said, glancing at the telephone, perhaps he should try to invent a telephone that will enable you to see the other person.

"You always say that, I remember hearing you say that to me at least 3 times a months. That's 36 times in a year, that's a lot!" Malarin stated calmly, yet the hint of worry from her voice cannot be brushed away.

"Malarin, I'm fine, seriously. I promise you, I won't over work myself." Kenny sighed and shook his head, she worries too much. But... why is he smiling?

"Fine, I'll believe you. I hope this won't interrupt our meeting tonight." She said hintingly, knowing that he probably has fogotten about it.

Kenny's typing stopped, he turned and looked at the mini calender on his desk and ran a hand through his hair before leaning back into his leather chair. "I won't miss it, don't worry." He then groaned and looked at his computer screen in front of him. "How I want to solve this quickly!"

"Workoholic!" Malarin laughed softly and chided softly. "I'll let you go then, have a nice day, and stay out of trouble." She then gave one last soft laugh before hanging up the phone gently.

Kenny looked at his phone as a misted look clouded over his face. Doesn't it feel good to receive a phone call every morning from the woman you love?


Restaurant

Opening up the fridge door, he stuck his head in with his cell phone in hand.

"Are you talking to me in the fridge again?" Came Kenny's annoyed voice.

"Um... what do you think? Should it be green or red this morning?" The raven haired guy purposely teased the annoyed technician.

"Ray Kon! Pay attention! I don't have all day to spend with you." Kenny's tired voice came out, Ray smiled and shut the fridge door, proceeding to lean on it.

"Yes sir, I'm listening to you."

"Good, don't forget the meeting tonight. I'm hanging up, too much work to do. Oh yeah, never talk to me in the fridge again!" With that, Ray heard a powerful click that ended Kenny's short call.

"Workoholic!" Ray muttered and dialed another number while going around to check for the right ingrudients for this morning's menu.

"Aeris Turner here! What do you want?" An even more annoyed voice rang out, Ray raised his eyebrows and grunted.

"Lovely, I'm so glad to talk to you as well Aeris." Ray said with a roll of his eyes, why is everyone so peeved this morning?

"Hey Ray, nice talking... wait." Ray turned to his phone surprised, then he heard a bunch of yelling from Aeris and a bunch of apologizing from someone else before she came back again. "Sorry about that, some stupid idiot messed up the schedule."

"Busy morning?"

"More like a hectic and tiring morning! I swear, it's Friday, and everyone's giving me crap! I.... wait!" She then turned back to whomever again and all Ray caught was a bunch of yelling, and a bunch of swear words thrown in between. "Yeah, I'm back."

"Ladies are not supposed to swear you know." Ray said teasingly, turning on the air conditoner so his customers won't burn to death.

"Oh be quiet, I don't really give a damn! People these days, they expect me to be at a million places at the same time! What am I? A magician? And what about these people I've hired? Are they all fools?"

"Yeah, yeah, you're the only smart one. Seeing you're so 'busy', I'll let you go. Remember to go to our meeting tonight, and remember to..."

"Damn you!" A frustrated yell cut him off. "Sorry Ray, I'll talk to you later."

Before she hung up completely, he managed to catch a few more unpleasant words before her voice disappeared completely, he looked at his cell phone in hand and shook his head. Some people these days.


Casino Heaven

He looked at his watch and stood up, grabbing his suit jacket he headed for the door. Sudden phone rings cut through the thick veil of silence in the room. He paused and picked up the phone, hearing nothing in particular except for loud noises, and finally one loud voice cut through everything.

"Kai, it's me Aeris! Look, I don't have time to deal with you, so you better hang up right now!" Aeris said crossly, Kai just rolled his and played with the paper weight on his desk.

"Aeris, you called me, what do you want?"

"Oh yeah... I called to remind you about our meeting tonight, don't forget! Forget and you die! Bye!" With that, everything was cut off, his office returned to the usual silence again.

He put the phone down calmly, every time she calls him, it's always like this. Standing up, he made his way out of his office successfully. Stepping into his personal elevator, his shrugged into his suit jacket, preparing to be swomped by a bunch of questions. Upon the opening of the door, he was surprised to find his secretary standing there only, everyone else is busy doing whatever.

"Mr. Kai Hiwatari, good morning sir." She bowed and waited as he stepped out of the elevator, he glanced at her and nodded while walking. She fell into his pace after him and started their routine every morning. She is a good secretary, best ever, even though she may be sort of old for this job, but no one does it better than her.

"Mr. Hiwatari, you have two meetings today, both in the afternoon. They're meetings with other casino owners and business men from other countries." She looked at her chart in front her and spoke in an orderly fashion despite the drastic colorings and writings on the paper.

"And in the morning, you are supposed to meet with Celle and her manager." She said and closed her chart, looking as Kai slowed a bit and glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes.

"Celle?"

"Celle Ran, the famous singer, she signed a contract with us to perform for us for at least half of a year." She said professionally, turning a bit, she caught a flash of red. "Mr. Hiwatari, Miss Celle Ran is on your left if you want to know who you're going to meet in a short while."

Hearing that, Kai turned and looked towards his left, there she is. He's walking downstairs, she's walking upstairs, suddenly, she turned towards him as well. Their eyes connected.

For the first time in many years, he stopped in shock and just starred at her. She paused and looked at him as well, her deep blue eyes, her blond hair, her revealing clothes, her perfect body, everything about her is so familiar... yet so different.

She looked at him with curiosity at first, soon the question in her eyes turned into interest. Tuning up a smile, she winked at him and licked her lips suggestively then walked up the stairs again.

Kai froze on the spot, his eyes following after her, his mind in a frenzy.

It can't be!

It can't!

Could it be....

Coult it be?

It's her!


TBC.....

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