Hello, everyone, and welcome back! I'm truly sorry I tool long to update, but with school, and friends, and sports, I had to time! –I know I said this last chapter, but it keeps happening.

W/E, I DON'T OWN BEYBLADE!

Okay, enough dwelling on the past! Time for the story!

Chapter 4- A Little Something Extra

"Hi, guys!" said Hilary cheerfully, entering Tyson's dojo. "Hey Hilary!" replied the team. Hilary sat down beside Tyson on the couch, waiting for someone to start a conversation.

"So, Tyson told us you have something important to tell us." Said Ray, who was sitting in the couch that was meant for one.

Hilary looked over at Tyson angrily, and Tyson grinned innocently. 'I guess this is a good time as ever to tell, thanks to the loud-mouthed pig over there.' "Well, yes, there is something I wanna say." Hilary said boldly, reaching and digging for the object in question in her bag.

Finally, she brought out her beyblade, receiving 'ooos' and 'ahhhs' from the members.

"Can I examine your beyblade for a while, Hil?" asked Kenny, looking a little distressed. Hilary looked at him funny, but she didn't notice anything different about him at all. "Sure thing." She replied, tossing him the blade.

"So, what's the plan for today, guys?" asked Tyson, causing everybody to sweatdrop. "Tyson, practice, like ALWAYS." Said Kai bitterly, obviously getting tired of Tyson's annoyance.

'Annoyance is SO overrated…'

'That was a good practice today!" said Hilary outloud, when she entered her house that night. She had actually gotten the hang of beyblading. Yay!

Hilary marched up the stairs to her bedroom, heading to her room on the far right. The aroma of orange blossoms filled her senses, once she entered the room. She decided that she needed to update her diary.

Dear Diary,

Today was an awesome day! I actually know how to beyblade. Naturally, it took time for me to get the hang of it, but eventually I got it. I must remember to thank Tyson, after all, it was him who had helped me get the knack of it.

But I feel guilty, because all this time, I'd been making fun of him about his lack of education due to his participation in the sport of beyblading. Heck, since today, I don't think I'll ever stop beyblading, even for studies!

Well, I'm really tired. No duh! I'm super wiped, thanks to Tyson coaching me. I bet he was enjoying it too (making me exercise so much, I mean)

Sincerely,

Hilary.

P.S.: Make sure to cut Tyson some slack.

P.S.S.: Not that much though.

She sighed, closing her journal and putting it down on her desk.

As she settled down for bed though, she could have sworn her beyblade had glowed an eerie light from her bag.

But then again, it was the last thing she saw before she closed her eyes.

The next day, Hilary woke up to the sound of chirping birds and sunlight being shone on her closed eyelids. She moaned. Her muscles ached, and her head was pounding. 'Another hour. Tyson won't mind' she thought lazily, and she opened her eyes and tilted her head in the direction of her Hello Kitty clock. GROAN. 11:30…

12:30!

"Oh god, Tyson will kill me!" she yelled, as she jumped out of her bed, grabbing her clothes and heading straight to the bathroom. After 10 minutes of brushing her teeth, combing her hair, changing, and personal grooming, Hilary emerged from the bathroom, snatched her bag, and ran down the stairs and out the door.

'So this is what Tyson feels when he sees me mad.' She thought, noticing the irony in life, as she ran past the many busy people, the crowded parks, and packed shops. Not only couldn't she believe that she was late (again), she was afraid of what Tyson might do. It was like they switched places; Tyson becoming the responsible one, whereas she was the unreliable, late sleeping person.

She smiled once she saw Tyson's dojo up ahead, but then her smile turned into a smirk. 'Tyson is probably asleep now, waiting for me to make him breakfast' she thought, opening the doors to his dojo.

Her smirk turned into a frown when she realized Tyson wasn't asleep. He was wide awake, all right. And pretty mad, too.

"WHERE WERE YOU?" he bellowed, like she was a juvenile delinquent. Ha! He was barking up the wrong tree.

"At home, duh." She replied, falling to the ground, leaning against a wall. She braced herself for an argument.

"You're 3 hours late!" Tyson said, coming in front of her. Hilary tuned him out, gazing around the room. Where were the others?

"…the guys were worried sick. They even went out to look for you!" Hilary managed to get that part out of Tyson's useless speech. Damn, he talked too much. She decided to have some fun toying with him.

"So, you weren't worried then?' she asked, getting all teary eyed. 'Man, am I evil?' she thought, well, evilly.

Tyson, getting all confused and lost said: "well, o-of course I was worried Hil! You're never late." He managed to spit out. Hilary stood up.

"Good. Let's get going then. We need to find them." Hilary stated, flating out her skirt.

She walked out the door, not bothering to wait for him.

Tyson, as confused as ever, thought:

'She's acting really weird…'

Well, I hope you enjoyed that. Next chappie, there will be a bit of action. Let me tell you though, this story is like the first in a set of 3 stories I'm working on. In other words, I'll be making 2 more stories related to the beyblade and the team.

Now, to reply to those reviews:

Amylovestakuya: I so agree with you. I love Tyson, since he's so hot, and dreamy and stuff. It would be so cool if the real world was all anime, since 80 of anime guys are hot.

Tataiha: I know! I can tell u like action, there'll be a lot of that later on.

Wreckless Spirit: Thanks. Will you be doing any stories yourself? I love the stories you do!

RoseofSharon28: Yeah it is. I might be doing alternate endings at the end of all 3 chapters ill be doing.

Dradow19: I'm also a kai Fan, too! He's so cool. I didn't know I was making him seem nice… I'll have to fix that. Thanks! PS: I don't hate when ppl say update soon, but sometimes, u need a little encouragement.

Kelblossom1128: Thanks for reviewing!

Metal Heart- Ruby Fangs: Yep. I'm tired of Tyson acting like an ass in front of Hilary. Thanks!

See ya next time! – oh, and review!

Kendo Baby