Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or any thing in Beyblade if I ever do end up owning Beyblade then I will change this disclaimer, until then I don't own jack squat.

Chapter 3

Hillary flopped down onto her couch and searched the cushions for the remote, before she retrieved it she found a suck stick an empty bag of chips and around 5 or 6 hair pony tails. She groaned as she clicked on the TV, hoping to find nothing other than Jerry Springer reruns. Something, she wished, along the lines of 'Im in love with this guy but he doesn't love me and now his brother wants to go out on a date with me, what should I do!'

Hillary knew this was very unlikely, mostly because anything out of her life was unique and totally original. She clicked through the channels and felt around on the coffee table for the cordless phone, lifelessly she dialed the pizza place.

'Could things get any stranger?' she wondered as hung up the phone. And to tell you the truth in an average girls world things couldn't really get any stranger than what Hillary was living right now. No one knew that Hillary liked Tyson as much as she did, in fact they all thought they put up with each other because they had to.

"What the hell is wrong with Hiro! And what was I suppose to say, no? Of course I'll go on a date with you stupid dumb ass, im in love with your brother!" Her voice trailed off when she heard the door bell ringing. Hillary groaned as she bolted up off the couch to get the pizza, "Im going to break your finger you little…" she opened the door but was surprised to see some one other than the pizza boy standing in front of her.

"Ah, hey guys. What's going on?" Max, Rei and Mariah stood lined up on Hillary's front porch, she would have been happy to see them if it hadn't been such a crazy day. She walked up the stairs and back into the TV room, her friends knew to follow, it wasn't even a question any longer.

Max flopped down on the floor, laying on his back so he was watching Springer upside down, Rei and Mariah had made themselves cozy in Hillary's big green reclining chair. "We heard that you were alone tonight because Tyson blew you off for some fan girl." Hillary gave a weak smile, that was exactly true but she didn't really feeling correcting Mariah.

"There's the pizza" fumed Hillary, she just couldn't find the calm button inside of herself, she felt like she was going to have to go break some kids bikes to feel better. Rei and Max stood up, taking the money from the coffee table with them. "We'll get it" they offered, knowing that Hillary was scary when angered.

Mariah looked over at Hillary trying to ignore Rei was arguing that the pizza delivery boy was trying to short change him. "Word gets around Hil, what's the deal with you and Hiro?" Hillary felt her body shake as she ripped her eyes off the TV screen, where a woman was hitting a man with a chair.

Hillary could only shrug wondering over and over what she had gotten herself into. "I ah, we're going on a date tomorrow. A harmless date, that's all." Deep down Hillary knew how utterly defensive she was, but she couldn't help it.

Smiling weakly Mariah nodded trying to leave it at that, but something in Mariah's nature wouldn't allow it, she had to ask what had been eating her since Rei had passed down the information.

"Tyson is your best friend, wouldn't it be weird if you dated his brother?" Hillary stared at Mariah grabbing her drink with out looking where her hand was going. "Rye, I have waited so long for something I don't really know what, anything. And I'm scared that if I pass this up then I could miss out on the something iv been searching for."

Mariah sighed, all her words were used up so she just sat there the rest of the night. Hillary knew deep down inside of her soul that Mariah was right, things would be weird. And she didn't fully understand herself why she said yes to Hiro. Maybe because she was so mad at Tyson for not noticing her, she wanted revenge. It was probably out spite, but she wouldn't let herself fully believe the truth, and that was that.

Tyson stared out his window, he was having a hard time believing that he was up before his alarm clock rung and some one had to drag him out of his room. He grinned, he hadn't slept that night but it didn't matter. The reason he hadn't slept was worth one thousand sleepless nights.

He shoved the blankets off his body and stretched quickly before getting out of bed. It was strange that he didn't have to rush around, he took his time getting dressed and making his way into the occupied kitchen. His grandpa and Hiro were eating breakfast.

Grandpa laughed heartily and spoke in his excited grandfatherly voice, "Hey little dude! It's gona be a shocker when you taste breakfast that isn't cold or hasn't been nuked in the micro wave." Tyson rolled his eyes and did a little groan as he went for the fridge, retrieving orange juice with pulp. It had to have pulp in it, ever since he was little.

Hiro looked up from his newspaper with a sly grin plastered on his face. Tyson sat down at the other end of the table. "You were out late, how was your date?" Tyson poured his drink not speaking, making it quite clear he wasn't talking to his brother.

Tyson forked some eggs onto his plate, giving his brother the stare down. They shot each other evil glares all through out breakfast until Tyson finally decided that he should go outside before he tore his brothers head off. 'I wonder what he's gona say when he finds out about me and Hillary' though Hiro, feeling some what worried.

Tyson jerked open the sliding door that led outside into the backyard. All because of his stupid brother his happy high was over, but his anger didn't stay for long when he saw Hillary sitting on the bench that was facing the small pond.

Like usual Tyson's heart did it's regular jump and then it flopped into his chest with a thud. He forced his voice out after a while of staring at her, "Hey Hil, your early." Hillary swung her head around, surprised to hear Tyson's voice this early in the morning.

Tyson made his way over to the bench, where he sat down next to her. "How was your date last nigh?" asked Hillary, she couldn't decide if she was trying to find a way to tell him about her own date or if she was trying to keep it from Tyson.

Grinning Tyson responded, "It was great. It was actually a friend from junior high I haven't seen in like 5 years. We went to the balding expo;" once he said it out loud he realized how much of a loser he was. Hillary wanted to go with him but he ditched her for Miyako, not even knowing it was Miyako at the time.

Hillary, like usual hid the hurt she felt well and put on a smile. "That's awesome. Rei, Mariah and Max came over and we watched Springer." Tyson's awkwardness was replaced by a huge grin, him and Hillary often spent hours and hours on Friday nights watching the show. "Was there chairs thrown?" he asked. Hillary snorted lightly and replied, "Tys, there's always chairs thrown."

They sat there a while longer, staring at the pond where the white and orange fishes were looking for their breakfast. Finally Hillary spoke, it was to hard for her to lie to Tyson, to keep something so vital from him. It was as if a ghost was screaming in her ear to say something, in the end she did.

"Tyson im going on a date today and I just wanted to know if that was ok;" She paused for a moment but rushed on realizing she was making it sound like something it wasn't. "Im going on a date with Hiro tonight, I hope that's ok with you since we're friends and he's your brother and all…" her voice trailed off and she began to feel very small.

Tyson felt the rage inside of him hitting the roof, ready to blow the cap off. Unlike Hillary he could only hide his hurt, his anger was to much for him sometimes. He clenched his fists trying to regain control of the other half of his brain. He forced his voice out, standing up at the same time. "Yeah, that's fine. It's not like I care who you date. I have to go get something."

As Tyson left the backyard he could have sworn he saw sadness and guilt in Hillary's face, but he wasn't really sure. He knew that if he really wanted to he could see the real her, he could see inside of her. It had been said before and thought before by the whole team, but Tyson refused. Because, he was sacred.

Storming into the house, he ran up to his room and slammed the door. He began routing through his things when he finally pulled out a picture. It had been folded over a dozen times and the creases in it were beginning to alter the picture, but Tyson knew that it was still the same memory.

It was the 2nd time they had won the world championship. Every one was laughing and hugging, including him and Hillary. Staring at the picture he spoke in a low, low tone. "Hillary, you are a fortress. I swear to God, some day I will crack you. I wont cheat I will pretend I cant see past your mask. I will wait for you to show that you do in fact…" he paused but couldn't bring him self to say it out loud. 'Feel.'

I hope every one liked that chapter. I was crazy impressed that some people actually liked the story, lol. I have low self esteem when I comes to posting stories! Lol, I just hope people like them, that's all. If any one has anything to say about the story or anything in the story or anything like that feel free to email me or talk to me in the review. I would also love to read the stories of those who review my stories!