Hey people, I'm back. Anyway sorry I haven't updated for a while but like I have loads of tests coming up and I have done some already so like it's a real stress filled period in my life right now, but I'll try update as soon as I can.

Sorry that I reposted this chapter but something happened with my computer and it removed it from fanfiction. Weird init?

For all Forbidden Apple fans out there, don't worry I have already started the sixth chapter and I should be posting it real soon.

So anyway,

Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade only my own characters and well of course my plot.

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Enjoy....

Two To Tango

Chapter 5: Ghost Findings

"Open up you two headed son of a!" I shouted whilst banging on my half brothers door.

"Why?" I heard Ozuma's voice on the other side of the locked door.

"You sooo have to tell me what the hell is wrong with Kai!" I was getting really annoyed with my dim-witted half brother.

"Why do you care?" His voice became muffled at that point.

"I don't its just... what are you doing?" I replied changing the subject.

"Getting changed, why you wanna come in and see?"

"Ewwww!! Hell no!" I scrunched up my face when he opened the door topless and a smirk on his face.

"Then what are you still here for?"

"Tell me why Kai is so upset about his car, like come on he's got insurance don't he? And even if he didn't, he is still filthy rich!"

Tala rolled his eyes at me and began undoing his trousers.

"Its none of your business and unless you want to see me naked I suggest you leave me alone," Ozuma's said finally and slammed the door in my face.

Bastard, I mean, I am his goddamn half sister!!! And he still has the cheek to slam the door in my face!

I grumbled curses under my breath the whole way to my room, slamming the door behind me and falling back on the king size bed, which lay in front of the extraordinary ceiling to floor window.

"What the hell is up with that know it all bastard?" I sighed shutting my eyes and letting my mind wander on the events of the day.

Eventually I got up and crossed over to the window pulling it open so a warm breeze hit my face.

"Uhm," I heard a cough and when I noticed someone standing behind me, I screamed causing me to practically fall out of the window. I'm not proud of what I done but hey, I am still a girl and I am allowed to scream like a little girl if someone sneaks up on me like that, don't you think?

"Calm down!" The boy said grabbing my arm and pulling me back inside.

"Don't do that!" I snapped as I realised who it was. The boy I had seen in the school corridor was standing in front of me, his hair was in the same mohecan style and he wore the same clothes.

"Sorr..." Just when the boy was about to apologise two other boys burst into my room, one with grey and red hair and the other with two toned blue hair.

"What happened?!" Ozuma panted staring at me.

"What do you mean 'what happened?'" I asked confused.

"You just screamed the house down!" He replied in an annoyed tone.

"Oh right, err well..." I was about to introduce the teenage boy that was standing next to me but when I looked back at the spot where the mohecan guy had just been, there was nothing but thin air. "... I nearly fell out of the window," I replied lamely with another confused look on my face.

"Are you ok?" Kai asked, whom I had just noticed was standing next to my half brother that was rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, fine," I replied, "What are you doing here anyway? I thought you were all moody and stuff,"

"I said I'd be here to finish the project didn't I?" Kai stated as he looked around suspiciously.

"Oh, right," I replied doing the same.

There was a moment of awkward silence whilst my half brother watched both of us confused.

"Ok, now that you know I am ok, can you go away?" I asked giving Ozuma a grin as he scowled at me.

"Sure, not like I want to be around you any more than I have to," With that Ozuma left whilst Kai stood there staring at me oddly.

"What?" I snapped narrowing my eyes at him.

When he didn't reply I got really annoyed.

"We can finish the project after dinner ok?"

"Why did you do that before?" He asked, completely ignoring that I had just spoken.

"Did what?" I asked sitting down cross-legged on my bed.

"Take me home and all,"

"I don't know, I guess I felt sorry for you," I replied looking up at him.

"You feel sorry for me?" He snorted, "That would be the day,"

I glared at him.

"Well next time I won't bother!" I shouted.

"Well don't," He replied glaring back at me.

"I won't!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!" I shouted at his back as he slammed my bedroom door behind him.

Once I could no longer hear his footsteps I sighed and lay down on my back staring at the black ceiling above me.

"Wanker!" I seethed.

"Yeah I agree," This voice I have now decided was really getting on my nerves, well more like the person who said it but still.

"How... did... you??" I stuttered looking over in the direction where now the mohecan boy stood directly in between my bed and the ceiling to floor window.

"Isn't it a bit obvious?" The guy said in a mocking voice as he looked down at me.

"You're a stalker init!" I pouted when he shook his head. "A fan?" He shook his head once more. "I give up!"

"You definitely aren't the brightest of all people," His eye gave a glint of amusement as he watched me rage.

"Shut up," I mutter turning to lie on my stomach so I wouldn't have to look at him anymore. I heard him chuckle behind me; I swear if he does that again I will be forced to shut him up, with my fist!

"Well, look at it this way, you were the only person that could see me at school, I disappeared when your friends burst in, then reappeared as soon as they went, now what do you think I am?" He looked at me expectantly as I watched him walk down the side of my bed.

Why can't he just give me the answer? I mean people who come into your room without you knowing then leaving as soon as someone else comes aren't that famous now are they? Unless...

"I'm calling the police!" I mumbled reaching for my mobile.

"Why?" He looked at me confused.

"Your obviously a BURGLER!" The guy rolled his sexy mahogany eyes at me before taking my mobile and resting it back on my bed stand.

"If I was, would you seriously think I would waste my time talking to you?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Well... I guess not," Well that didn't work, I mean there's only one other thing I can think of and like come on, as if that's going to be real! "Let me guess, your going to tell me that you're a ghost," I said in an amused voice, but when I looked at up at him there was no laughter, no 'of course not!' nothing.

"You're kidding!" I choked on my own words and began to cough.

Mohecan boy just shook his head no.

Note to self: I have to find out that guys name!

"And you're seriously expecting me to believe that?" I asked raising both eyebrows.

He nodded.

"Okay, let's say what you're telling me is the truth, which I am not saying it is, prove it." I replied narrowing my eyes at him.

He looked deep into my eyes before sighing and looking around. Slowly he made his way over to my desk and pulled out the knife I keep for self-defence, that's it honest! He placed the sharp end onto his palm and sliced it with one swift move. The guy didn't flinch or nothing, but weirdest of all, his palm didn't bleed! I mean not one droplet of the crimson stuff that leaks out of my thumb every time I get a paper cut.

I looked from his palm to his face that seemed satisfied with what he had done.

"So how come I can see you and you can pick up my stuff? Aren't they supposed to go right through you?" I still wasn't all that sure.

"I don't know why you can see me and why others can't, and us ghosts have telekinetic powers, we pick up stuff by looking at them," He replied obviously getting bored by my non understanding, and I am very sorry but its not like I meet a ghost everyday on the street and have friendly discussions with him or her!

I got off my bed and walked over to him slowly, he watched me curiously.

"Names Mirror but call me Mi, Ghost boy," I said offering my hand which he shook.

"Names Jay," He replied letting go of my hand.

"One more thing, Jay, next time you decide to come to my bedroom, knock on the door like everyone else does!"

"Mi, how was your first day at school?" Sharon my mum asked.

"Fine," I replied as I sat down in a seat beside Ozuma, Kai next to him then my mum and dad.

It was dinner time, for the past half an hour I was talking to Jay the ghost boy that had not only appeared at my school but also in my room. But then again I couldn't just tell my parents, an idiot and a slate haired bastard, oh look, I saw a ghost today! Didn't think that would happen eh?

"I hear that you and Kai are working on a project together," My mother said.

"Hn," I muttered in agreement, taking some potatoes and piling them on my plate.

The next ten minutes seemed to take years and were spent in total silence; I was just shuffling food in my mouth fast enough not to take hours but slow enough to make look like I had manners and wasn't just shuffling food in my mouth.

"Mirror?" A masculine voice seemed to speak out of nowhere and burst through my thoughts.

"Yes?" I asked looking up at my dad who was observing me.

"You are seventeen now and well I was thinking, that maybe you should start learning how to drive."

"A car?!" I replied in shock.

"What?!" Ozuma was choking on a piece of steak that he had just swallowed, and my mum didn't look to pleased about the suggestion, the only person who still seemed in a good mood was KFK.

"I don't think so dear," My mother finally broke the silence that had followed our reactions.

"Why not?" Dad replied confused.

"I want a car!" Ozuma demanded loudly at his father.

"Be quiet son,"

"Because the last time she drove a car she must has crashed into every tree and lamp post in south west London, at least that's how the car looked when she came back," My mother announced to my humiliation.

Do people never forget these kind of things?!?

I heard Ozuma and Kai sniggering on my left to which I glared at both one at a time.

"Well that is why she has to learn, we just have to find someone willing to teach her," My dad replied unfazed. Sometimes I really love my dad! But that doesn't happen often.

"I could teach her," Kai offered, his voice innocent like an angels.

"No way! You'll try to kill me!" I said eyes wide at the offer.

"Oh come on Mirror, she'd love to," My dad said to Kai to which he smiled.

See, the whole loving my dad comes as fast as it goes.

There was a knock on my bedroom door.

"Yes?" I asked as a boy with two toned blue hair walked in, a black rucksack in his hand and some papers in the other.

He walked over to me and sat down beside me on the floor in front of the huge open window.

"Nice view," Kai said taking out three books out of his bag and setting them down in front of me.

"Thanks," I replied, this was a great conversation; the rest of the time we spent on our project was in total silence. We just flicked through the books both of us borrowed from the school library and wrote down facts and sentences that we thought would be useful.

About an hour later I had finished, and looked up at Kai who was neatly writing on the sheet of A3 paper we had been sharing for the project.

"Why were you all upset about your car?" I asked, I never have been one of those people who beat around the bush; I just got straight to the point.

"That's none of your business," He replied finally after a moment's silence.

"Well I want to know anyway," I frowned at him; he kept his gaze down on the A3 paper not sparing one look at me. I was kind of thankful that he didn't bother looking up; god knows what I would of said or done if he had.

"Well I don't want to tell you," Kai spoke calmly as he finished the last sentence with a full stop and stood up packing his bag.

"You know I will find out eventually," I said looking up at him, that's when out eyes met, his normal sexy auburn eyes were sad and tired. I know I shouldn't have continued but something inside me wouldn't stop.

"Yeah you will, just not from me," He said tearing his eyes away from mine, turning around and leaving my bedroom, shutting the door softly behind him.

"Urrrrhh," I growled in frustration, I'm not mad at him because he hadn't told me what was wrong although that counts into it too but, I am angry at him because guess what, he left me to do all of the pictures and colouring in OUR project to do by myself!

Bastard!

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