Summary: Mariam is considered 'rebellious' but Mariam herself considers it thinking for herself, which everyone says otherwise. What'll happen when someone finally takes her side?

Disclaimer: Me don't own Beyblade

"I know that." Kai smirked, "it's fun getting you mad."

Mariam glared at him. "You're an idiot, y'know that?"

Kai chuckled. "There you go again."

"What?"

"Never mind." Kai smirked.

"Here, Tyson." Mariam shoved some money into Tyson's hands, "Thanks for the food."

Tyson counted the money in his hands. "Hey, doesn't gramps get a tip?"

Mariam glanced over at him. "Fine." She huffed, tossing a coin into his hands.

"Ooh, you little brat!" Tyson's grandfather yelled.

"Look, it's either that or nothing at all." Mariam crossed her arms.

"Kai-ey man, aren't you gonna pay?" Rei asked.

Kai was facing away from them. "Hn."

Mariam sighed. "I had to pay for him…"

Joseph stood up from his spot beside Kenny. "Mar, can we go home now? He's probably worried."

Mariam shook her head. "You go ahead; let him worry all he wants."

"But, Mar…" Joseph started. He stared at her for a long while. 'I had no one…just like you.' The boy finally sighed. "Alright." He ran off.

"Girly, I served you the freaking food!" Mr. Granger yelled.

Mariam waved her hand up and down at him. "Calm down, dude… I did the dishes."

"So?"

"That's gotta be worth something…" Mariam sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Gr…Maxie, talk some sense into your girlfriend!" the man shouted at the blond.

Max's eyes widened for a moment, then he flushed. "But, gramps…"

"Don't argue with the man, Maxie." Tyson advised.

Kai turned to face them. "Mariam, didn't you say he was your friend?"

Mariam sighed. "The old dude's crazy…"

Hilary blew out a sigh. "They're just too stubborn, aren't they?"

Kenny looked at her. "Who?"

"Max and Mariam." The brunette replied.

"Don't you mean Kai and Mariam?"

Hilary turned red. "What! No!"

"Ugh…" Kenny sighed. "And you say they're stubborn…" he muttered under his breath.

Hilary slammed a fist to the top of his head. "What did you say?"

"Um…" he struggled, "…hey, Hil, are you hungry?"

"Don't try to get yourself out of this one…" the girl warned.

"…no, I did not!" Mariam yelled at the slate-haired boy.

"You kinda did." Kai replied, crossing his arms.

"When?"

"When I asked you; Max is your friend," he said curtly, "remember? Or have you forgotten how to do that?"

Mariam put her hand on her hip. "Well, Hiwatari, it seems you've lost your usefulness."

"What?" Kai asked sharply.

She raised her free hand. "Well, I just thought that maybe you could help me."

"And why would I do that?"

Mariam reached into her pocket. "Perhaps to get…this back?" she held up Dranzer.

Kai felt his pocket, where Dranzer was supposed to be; wasn't there. She had it… "How'd you get…?" he made a swipe for it, only to have her withdraw her hand away from him.

"Oh, remember when we fell down the hill?" Mariam asked, smirking as she put the phoenix in her pocket. Kai nodded. "Well, when we stopped, it fell out of your pocket and I found it."

"Why didn't I see it?" Kai insisted.

Mariam smiled. "And remember when I threw the grass on you?"

"Yeah, I still kinda have the stains." He said dully.

"Oh, it was an excuse to reach down and take it."

Kai grunted. "How did Ozuma live with you?"

Mariam's eyes narrowed down. "Don't make me give this back to you…piece by piece by piece."

"You'd better not."

"Then you'd better keep your mouth shut." Mariam sighed, "Why do I even bother talking to you anyways?"

"Got me…" Kai shrugged.

"Stop being a smart-ass."

Kai smirked. "No, no, Mariam, the brain is smart, not the butt."

"You just won't stop with the commentary, will you?"

Kai held up a finger to get her to stop. "Remember, you still got that thing with Max."

"What thing with Max?"

Kai rolled his eyes. "Just now…the old man told Max to talk to you. Please tell me you aren't always this slow…"'

"Only occasionally…"

"So you're slow sometimes…like now."

Mariam just looked at him. "Yeah, well, I don't run that often."

"Um…" Kai raised a brow.

"You're an odd creature." Mariam concluded.

Kai just scoffed.

Ozuma's hand came down in a punch, knocking the young boy over. "Joseph, don't you say that again!"

"But Mariam said that's what happened!" The boy insisted, brushing his bangs away from his eyes.

"Well, Mariam changed some things!" the leader shouted.

"Like what?" Joseph asked, sitting up.

Ozuma sighed in annoyance. "Like Flash Leopard. Why the hell would I bring Flash Leopard to a date?"

"Perhaps you have a competitive nature?" the olive-haired boy guessed.

Ozuma put a hand to his chin. "Well, yeah, that's true, but I didn't bring Flash Leopard."

"Fine…what about the part where Mariam yelled at you and you didn't do anything?"

The leader sighed again. "Okay, do I look like I have short temper?"

"Yeah." Joseph muttered, rubbing the cheek that Ozuma struck.

"Then, if she was yelling at me, why would I just stand there and take it?" Ozuma crossed his arms.

"Okay, makes sense." The boy nodded. "And the part about Max hitting on her?"

Ozuma rolled his head, stretching his neck. "That's true."

Joseph saw the older boy clench his fist. "Don't hit me again!"

"What the…?" Ozuma asked, looking down at the boy, "Why would I hit you?"

"Never mind." Joseph sighed.

"Okay, what else did she tell you?"

Joseph hung his head. "That you left her alone…"

The red and raven haired boy looked at him. "She…never told me that."

"She thought you knew."

"But I did call her 'Mari', I know that… why'd she tell you that?"

"That you called her 'Mari'? It was part of the story." Joseph beamed.

"Not that, idiot. That story…barely any of it happened." Ozuma turned away, letting Joseph get up. "Why would she do that?"

Joseph crossed his arms. "Yeah, and to her own brother."

"Quiet, twit." Ozuma snapped.

Max turned to the midnight blue hair-colored boy, "Tyson, if your grandfather says one more thing about that, you are so getting it."

"Relax, dude…it's a joke." Tyson assured, putting a hand on the blond's shoulder, and waving a hand up and down.

Max growled. "Tyson, does that look like a joke to you?" he pointed to the elderly man.

Tyson looked at his grandfather. "Yep…he's laughing, Maxie. It usually means a joke."

"Have your fun, Tyson." Max glared.

The Granger boy shrugged and sat down with Kenny, Hilary and Rei.

Mariam was still yelling at Kai. "No, you're not!" she shouted.

"I'm not your friend? Aw, that hurts, watch me cry." Kai said dully.

"Yeah, that'll be fun."

"Ooh, get the video camera."

Mariam stomped her foot. "Stop making me wish I had one now!"

"You're a brat." Kai scoffed.

Mariam's eyes widened. "What? I'm not one of those girls with those big lips, huge heads, and insignificant bodies!"

Kai gave her a 'you're a crazy person' look. "What? No, not those Bratz, moron."

"Hmph."

"Five bucks says you can't ask her out." Tyson challenged.

Max rolled his eyes. "And what makes you think that I'll submit myself to that, Tyson?"

"Five…dollars." Tyson smirked, holding up five fingers and raising his eyebrows up and down at the blond.

"How about no?" Max sneered.

"Bu---" the blue haired boy objected.

Max crossed his arms. "And don't even give me the 'you're a chicken' routine, Ty; it won't work."

"But pleeeeeeaaaaaaase?" Tyson begged.

A smirk crossed Max's face. "Fine…if I ask Mariam, you have to ask Hilary."

"What? That thing that's probably the daughter of an army sergeant?" Tyson asked, flushing as he jerked a thumb over his shoulder to her. Max nodded. "That witch?"

"Yep…" Max smirked. "Winner gets double."

Tyson eyed Max's outstretched arm suspiciously for a while, then returned the smirk. "Fine, you got yourself a deal, Tate." The Granger boy shook the blond's hand.

"Good." Max smiled, "and it's a bet, not a deal, Tyson."

"Fine." Tyson huffed.

"You have to get them out by the end of the week." Max added.

"A-wha?"

Max just laughed at him. "Typical Tyson…" he ran back over to Hilary and Kenny.

Joseph crossed his arms. "So what's your side then?" he asked the leader.

Ozuma smirked. "Fine, but don't say a word to your sister; she'll kill me and resurrect me…and kill me again, alright?"

"Okay, okay, I won't tell her." Joseph grunted. He hated using pronouns instead of their names in front of the other.

There…I'll retry the Mariam/Ozuma thing, but this time, I'll use the one I had planned in my head…but don't blame me if it doesn't make sense. (It'll probably be long though...probably...)

This seemed like more of a filler chapter (back to 6 pages, and I rushed…) and um…just remember the important bits.

Okay, byes now!