Chapter 5

The next day-

Thump! Thump! Was the first thing Kiara heard as she slowly regained consciousness. (She was never really unconscious, she was just asleep.) She slowly reached for the hook next to her bed with held up her blue silk robe. She hoisted the robe over her shoulders and inserted her arms into the sleeves.

"Oh god," She said as she made her way to the window of her small room.

There about a foot of snow on the ground and now it was raining, just ruining everything. Kiara had always loved the snow. She loved how the snowflakes floated on to the earth like they were held by ropes. Nothing made her happier, but rain just ruined her day.

She got up and made her way down the small hallway and into the kitchen/dining room/living room. She put on some hot chocolate and started to make the pancake mix. Then a thought came to her mind. She did bring a kickin boom box, maybe her day wouldn't be that terrible, somebody needed a wake up call.

She went into her room and picked up her boom box. She snuck into Kascada's room and plugged it in. She brought out her All American Rejects CD and blasted "Move Along" as loud as she could which brought Kascada out of her nightmare….and into another one. She looked and saw a boom box plugged in and a teenage girl rolling on the ground in a laughing fit.

She jumped off of her bed, but Kiara saw her first and ran into the living room and in a laughing fit. She was laying on the couch rolling around and in hysterics. Kascada had an evil grin on her face and just sat on the arm of the couch and said,

"Ha, ha, you woke up the dead, congratulations, but I know how to get back at the living."

Yeah, Kiara was in for it, but not then. She ran into the kitchen and poured a cup of steaming hot chocolate and put it on the table with some marshmallows for Kascada.

Kascada sat at the table and drank it contently. Halfway through her cup, a pile of pancakes were placed in front of her with some syrup and butter. She completely drowned her pancakes in syrup and started eating. Kiara went back into the kitchen and grabbed herself a hearty pile of pancakes and sat down at the table and drowned her pancakes in syrup.

Ding Dong! The doorbell rang in their dorm like an echo. She looked at the clock. Who the hell comes to the door at 8:00 in the morning, especially in rain and snow. And of course, who does Kiara end up staring into the eyes of when she opened the door, the one and only Tyson.

"Hi!" Kiara heard from a shivering Tyson.

"Get in here doufus! What the hell are you doing at 8:00 at our door and….carrying my basketball?" She said fiercely while grabbing Tyson's arm and dragging him into the dorm.

"You left this at the court last night, is that pancakes I smell?" Tyson said, excited by the smell of food.

"Yeah, do you want some?" Kiara asked while cocking an eyebrow.

"Sure…" Tyson said exaggerating the sure.

Kiara grabbed him by the collar and sat him in a chair. She went into the kitchen and came out with some hot chocolate and an even bigger pile of pancakes.

Kascada just sat there and stared at the two teenagers eating in silence. Tyson could of eaten neater, but what could you expect from Tyson.

"This is really good," Tyson managed to say with his mouth full of Kiara's pancakes.

"Uhhhhhhh, thanks," Kiara managed to mumble under her breath.

"Now, I heard something about you Kiara," Tyson said, his comment was answered by silence from Kiara, "I heard you have a blade."

"Yeah, your point?" Kiara said while taking another bite of food.

Kascada just sat there and looked at them amused. She had an idea. The school did have dances.

"If you want your basketball back, you have to battle me," Tyson said tauntingly.

Kiara almost choked on her food, "No, I don't feel like it. I just want my basketball, that's it."

"Are you chicken?" Tyson asked while making chicken noises

"I don't want to, simple as that," was her wimpy, but true reply.

"You're afraid, I knew it," Tyson gloated.

"I am not, you tell me who, what, when, where, and most importantly…why!" Kiara yelled slamming her hands on the table causing the table to rumble.

" Who, me and you, what, battle, when, now, where, outside, why…because I want to," Tyson said tauntingly.

Kiara walked back down the slim hall and into her room. She brought out her favorite pair of black sweatpants with her black boots with a black AC-DC short sleeved shirt that ended right before the abdominal area with a white long sleeved shirt under it. Her hair was pulled back in a bun with a pony tail coming out the middle of it. She had to wisps of blue hair that framed her face and a black belt that held her launcher and her blade.

Tyson was stunned at how pretty she looked, even in sweatpants. Her pony tail was over her shoulder, hanging right next to her face. Once again, she grabbed Tyson by the collar and dragged him outside to a rocky area that had a lot of snow , rain, and mud, but it was ok to battle on. It was off campus…in the middle of nowhere.

"Well, are you going to do this or what?" Kiara asked while pulling her launcher out of her belt.

"Yep," Tyson replied while staring into Kiara's hazel eyes and pulling out his launcher.

Kiara pulled out her blade. It was baby blue, like her hair, and had a black outlined attack ring. On the bit chip was a blue dragon. It had chrystal spikes on its tail and had scales that shone like stars. It had pink eyes that could stare down any opponent easily.

Tyson pulled out his blade….and both loaded them on their launchers.

"I'll try to make this as painless as possible, I couldn't hurt a girl you know," Tyson said while glancing onto the area where they would be battling.

Kiara's eyes slimmed, "You do know, I can handle anything, you couldn't possibly hurt me."

"I could hurt you, more than you know," Tyson gloated.

"Really," Kiara asked amused, "prove it, or are you chicken?"

"I am not chicken, fine, but if I hurt you, its your fault," Tyson warned.

"Ok then, do your worst," Kiara said, practically laughing inside.

Both of the opponents lifted their beyblades over the stadium. 3…2…1…LET IT RIP! All that was heard crashing, and a lightning bolt exploded in the sky, causing the rain to pour down like a waterfall on the already soaked teenagers. It became so dark the opponents could not see eachother. The blades were going nuts. The water was seriously knocking Tyson's blade off balance.

Now it was Tyson's turn. The wind picked up and a tornado formed around the battle area. Tyson's blade took it's attack to an advantage and started attacking Kiara's blade from all around. But none of them were ready to call out their bit beasts yet, the blades were not worn out enough to waste their power on. The tornado made its way over to Kiaras blade and was slowly around it. Kiara took the rain, and make a wave out of nowhere. The wave smashed into Tyson's blade, causing Tyson's blade to wobble extremely off balance. Tyson flew back, but quickly stood up again.

Tyson knew it was time, "GO DRAGOON!" The minute that cry was heard a flash of light was seen and the majestic dragon made its way out of its blade and in to the battle. "DRAGOON STORM ATTACK!" The tornado got bigger and it made its way to Kiara's blade. It hit it with extreme force and Kiara went flying like 100ft away from the battle site and into the cold snow below. Her blade started to wobble, and Kiara groaned in agony. Her hair was down now, it covering her face. She managed to push herself up and lightning struck. Tyson could see her eyes, they were blue and full of fire, not actual fire, another type of fire.

Kascada sat safely 100 yards away, avoiding the tornado…she knew Kiara was angry, she could sense the anger. She knew she was powerful, but she never knew this powerful. Kascada herself was powerful. She knew it too. She had black dranzer after all, she just never used it until needed.

Kiara knew, it was time.