On This Night

A/N: Wow, 3 reviewers. That's the most I've had all fic!

Ok, one was ATA going on about her alternate personality, Joe (HI JOE!), but still.

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or its characters. I do own the OCs.

Chapter Six: Drop to the Floor Screaming

It was two days later-Saturday. Bliss. Kai didn't have to go to school, school filled with all his fan girls-oh, yes, he knew about his fan girls-and crazy teachers. He could just lie back and relax…

"KAI! HOW DO YOU TURN THE COMPUTER ON? I NEED TO GO ON MSN!"

…Or not. Kai grunted, rolled over, got out of bed, and walked to the next room, where Ray was reading a book on How to Get Girls. Kai smirked at this. "You do it."

"Do what?"

"Turn on the computer."

"Why don't you do it?"

"Because, I don't want to."

Ray rolled his eyes and walked into the room beside his. "Max, you do it."

"Fine, I'll do it, because I don't want to have to pull Kenny away from his laptop." Max wearily rolled out of bed and slipped on his fuzzy, sky blue housecoat.

((Yo))When Tyson finally managed to get on the computer, thanks to Max' help, he immediately started a conversation with Bee.

((Trees are awesome, aren't they?))

((…Uh…))

((SNOW! Tyson, it's snowing!)) Bee squealed. She loved it when it snowed so close to Christmas…

((So that's what this stuff is called!))

((Um…yeah. S-N-O-W. Ever heard of it? …Apparently not)) Why doesn't he know what snow is?

((Well, in Japan, there's no…snow.))

((Oh, yeah! Durrhh, you guys are foreigners)) Bee slapped herself across the head. DUH!

((…foreigners?))

((yeah))

((well we have Canadian citezin…whatevers…now so were not foreigners.))

((yes you are))

((glares))

((youre not allowed to glare, only kai is. and me of course)) Bee smirked. She was quite good at glaring.

((that's because you and kai are mean))

((glares))

((see?))

((…im not mean. I hate it when ppl call me mean. Im not mean I just don't like sum ppl)) Many people at their school had long thought that Bridget was mean and insensitive. Although sometimes this made her feel superior, it also hurt her, because when all she really wanted to do was help, how could she do that if everyone thought she would just shoot them down?

((so u don't like me?))

((course I like u. were friends rite?))

((but u glaaaaared at meeee sob))

((…-.-' right. Now, stop being immature and get your lazy ass over here.)) Bee ordered jokingly.

((where, exactly))

((here))

((wheres that? For all I no u could be in japan))

((well im not. Come to my house.))

((…alone?))

((…no. bring ppl))

((ok then bye))

((asta la vista))

((…baby?))

((sure, why not)) On the outside, Bee rolled her eyes, but on the inside, she thought, Baby! He called me baby! Not that it means anything…

Then she realized it would only take 5 minutes for Tyson to come, so she hurriedly called Capri, and ordered her to then call Clare and Savannah. Surprisingly, Capri obeyed, for once.

How convenient.

Bee quickly threw on a warm, ivory coloured cashmere sweater-her favourite-and close fitting jeans. She decided to put her long, brown hair up for once in a messy bun.

"Hey!" She breathed when she finally opened to door revealing Tyson, Max, Ray and Kai. "Wow, Kai, you came. Wasn't expecting that one."

Ray grinned. "Don't worry, he's not sick. We had to drag him her-AHHHHH!" He screeched when Clare poked him sharply in the back as she and Capri arrived together.

"Hello to you, too," Clare rolled her eyes, but then kissed him.

"Ew!" Savannah pretended to be disgusted upon arrival.

"Get a room!" Capri flouted. Clare just glared and Ray sighed, rather dramatically might I add.

"Ok, guys, can we go in now? I'm freezing!" Max suggested cheerfully.

"Oh, no, we're not going inside!"

"What? Bee, we're hardly dressed for playing in the snow!" Savannah complained, lifting up her thin, black skirt slightly.

"…You have a point…maybe I should have warned you all, first…" Bee laughed nervously, seeing Kai's muscle shirt, Capri's jean jacket, Clare's T-shirt, and everyone else's inappropriate clothes. "Alright, let's go inside, then," she invited them in reluctantly, taking off her winter gear.

"Geeze, Bee, for a straight A student, you sure don't think." Tyson commented once they were all safe in Bee's now-familiar basement.

"You can't talk Mr. Yay-I-Got-A-67!"

"I may not get such good marks, but at least I think!"

"Guys, how 'bout we stop arguing, and actually do something productive?" Capri suggested.

"Like what, genius," Clare remarked sarcastically.

"How about truth or dare?" Max suggested.

Max does a lot of suggesting in this fic.

"OhmiGod I love that game! But it's not productive."

"And I don't like it, because it always results in embarassment." Bee pointed out.

"That's what makes it so fun! Anyway, Bee, just because it's your house, that doesn't mean you get to decide anything."

Bee rolled her eyes. This was a joke common among her and her friends. "…Right. Well, are we going to play, or not? Let's start already! Uh…KAI! You go first!"

"Hn. For someone who doesn't want to play, you're eager," Kai replied.

Bee just blushed. Okay, so truth or dare could be fun. Sometimes. "Okay…go!" She exclaimed.

"Uh…no." Kai said, after much thought.

"Yes, dammit. You will play." Ray said…well, ordered. After 3 years of knowing him, after years of playing truth or dare together, Kai had never played.

"Fine, Ray, I'll ask a question." Kai relented. Ray was just so hard to say no to. "But I am not answering any!" the teen barked, almost yelling.

Geeze…what does he have to hide? "Ok, ask away!" Clare commanded.

"Max. Truth yayayayayea. What."

"…Uh…Very nice, Kai." Max said, cocking his eyebrow at Kai. (Naturally, Capri was having a cow.) Why was he participating, anyway? This was definitely not the Kai he'd known for the past 3 years.

"Max, answer the damn question!" Kai wanted to get this torture with over as soon as possible.

"Oh! Uh…yeah, sure." He hesitated. Dares were bad, Max hated looking stupid in front of other people, the few times he ever did. Truths…risky…kiss…uh…no way. Fire in a barn…too mean…he'd have to go with truth. Max winced slightly in preparation for what was to come. "…Truth…" He expected the worst. After all, it was Kai. Kai could be cunning and cruel when he really wanted to be.

"Who do you like," Kai mumbled.

How creative.

Aah! The dreaded question-who do you like. Easy to lie to, but, someone who knows you well can realize this. Which is bad, oh, very bad indeed if that someone is the one you like.

"You can always chicken!" Clare sort of giggled, seeing the anxious look on Max' face.

Chicken? AHA! An alternative!

"If I were you, I wouldn't." Capri advised. "Trust me-that's, like, the easiesttruth someone can ever give you. I mean-you can just lie!"

'Course. Durrhh, Max knew this. But she knew him so well! Even better than Tyson. This wasn't saying much, since Tyson and him had a lot of fun together and were great friends, but Tyson didn't really know him or talk about serious stuff with him, like she did.

I mean, he could always tell her…

Yes. That's what he'd do.

"MAAAXXX, hurry the hell up!" Tyson protested, suddenly. He was getting fed up, having not spoken in at least 10 minutes.

"ALRIGHT, Tyson! Ok…I'm answering the question…but…you all need to go away. Now."

Kai sighed. Was Max really this dim-witted. Just when Kai thought he might have some intelligence… "Max, in order to answer the question, someone actually has to hear you." Kai spoke slowly.

"I know. I'll…write it. On paper."

"…Fine. C'mon, guys." And so, everyone obeyed Kai-who wouldn't? It's Kai-and evacuated that section of the basement and went into the next. Kai was the last to leave. Before he did, he handed Max a slip of paper and whispered, 'Good luck.'

Thanks… Max didn't say, for Kai was already out of the room. He had a feeling he was going to need all the luck he could get.

Okay. Now he was seriously reconsidering. I mean, it's shocking when you find out for the first time someone actually likes you. Not that it was her first time, or anything. It probably wasn't-she was so pretty!

Wait…what if she liked someone else? What if she had a boyfriend and neglected to tell him? She didn't seem like the kind of girl who'd do that, but hey. Maybe Max was wrong.

"MAX HURRY UP! A NAME CAN'T BE LONGER THAN SEVEN LETTERS!" Max heard Ray shout from the other side of the wall.

"Excuse me?" Savannah protested.

Ray counted all the letters in her name-8. "…Oh. Sorry." He said sheepishly. "NEVER MIND, 8! BUT STILL! YOU SHOULD BE DONE!"

Max rolled his eyes. They probably had no idea who he liked was someone in the house. They probably thought it was some random girl back in Japan or America.

Max decided it might be easier to do this if he shut his eyes, so he did. Nope…not helping. What if he tried to put all his energy and heart in soul into the pencil? Nope…not working, either. The pencil snapped cleanly in two.

He picked up Bee's favourite pen (which he silently swore not to lose-he heard the last guy who lost Bee's favourite pen was severely injured). This seemed so much more final, like there was no turning back, whether he wrote anything or not-she'd know, anyway.

But of course he was going to write something. But now-even if he wanted, he couldn't get rid of it.

A couple of minutes later, still shaky, Max called the other 7 back into the room and backed up 'til he non-voluntarily slumped onto Bee's chocolate brown, suede sofa.

Everyone gathered 'round the miniscule piece of paper, as if it was a bowl of candy. Or, in Kai's case, guns. None of this mattered to Max, though. Not 'til the girl he was anxiously awaiting to read his one word answer went up.

And she did.

Capri gave a little gasp, then a sort of laugh. She broke into an uncontrollable smile and spun around, positively glowing. Her eyes sparkled and twinkled as she was suddenly transported to a magical world of fields and dancing flowers.

Long story.

Or at least, that's what she saw. Everyone else just saw Capri standing there, looking extremely happy, but scared at the same time, and Max looking totally dejected.

…Yeah…knew that wasn't such a great idea…I may as well drop to the floor screaming now, 'cos in a few seconds I know I will...were his last thoughts before…

DUN DUN DUN!

FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER OF OUR NOT-SO-DRAMATIC STORY!

A/N: That was my favourite chapter to write out of all of them, I think. Minus chapter 3, with the poem.

I learned something-it's not Max's but Max' or at least, according to my spell check. Weird, eh?

Anyone surprised by this? I know I haven't hinted at it much, but I did mention their friendship a few times and there were other times.

Also, since the re-introduction of forums, I've set up one...so anyone who by any chance feels like going there should. You can find a link on my profile.

Review! My goal is 4!

-RR