How about I just start the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade.
"Mariah, I don't mean to put you on the spot, but... who do you choose." Lee asked his sister. She looked thoughtful. "Well..."
Everyone waited for a response. The suspense was killing them. Mariah's thoughtful expression turn to an angry one. "Wait a minute..."
"What?" Lee asked. "That street was a no traffic zone." she realized. "Kai, it was by your mansion." she pointed out. "I know, you can actually sue for that." the blue haired boy told her. "Why would you sue a person you hired!" she yelled. The boys had a confused look on theirs faces. "Mariah, what are you talking about?" Kai asked.
"Don't play dumb! You hired that truck driver to run me over!" she accused. "We would never!" Ray shouted. "We love you Mariah. What would make you think we would want you to be ran over?" the black haired neko-jin asked.
"You know that quote- "If you love something set it free... or cripple it so it can get away." You guy made me get a broken leg and plus so I can't run from you any more!"
"Mariah, that not true." Tala finally spoke up. "That would be one of the most stupidest ideas I ever heard of. What if that truck would have killed you, uh? Then what would we have done? Think logical." the red head said calmly. Mariah looked up at Tala, then at Kai, than to the floor. She looked like she was trying not to cry, which she was. Finally she said, "I...I don't want to choose."
"Well, can you narrow it down?" Ray asked. Mariah thought, then nodded. "It between Tala, Kai, and Ray." Lee already had something to say, "What about me?" he asked. The pink haired girl snapped her head towards her brother. "You promised you wouldn't argue." she reminded. He bowed his head, "Sorry."
Mariah swallowed. "I picked you three because you were the first to ask me to be with you. It's not that I don't love the rest of you, but if I choose Ray, I would automatically be with Lee. If I choose Tala, I would already be with Bryan and Spencer. If I choose Kai... you get the picture right?" she explained. The rest nodded in agreement. "Yay, so you don't hate us!" came from Tyson. Max was at his side smiling brightly.
"No... I could never hate you guys." they laughed. That's when a lady came in with a clip board. She smiled at Mariah, "I see your Mariah. You had these poor guys worried sick." her and Mariah chuckled.
"Oh, by the way I'm Dr. Fae." she introduced. "So, how are you feeling?" she immediately asked. "Pretty good for a person that got hit by a semi truck." the pink haired girl told her. The doctor wrote something down. Then she looked up and half smiled, half frowned at the guys. "Sorry boys, but this is the part were you have to leave." they all groaned, which made Mariah and the doctor laugh.
"I'm so sorry." Mariah apologized. It took them a long time to get out of the room. They didn't want to leave their precious angel in the hospital, with no one to protect her. She was wondering, exactly what or who were they to protect her from.
Most of that night she spent her time talking on her cell phone to her friend Hilary. "...I can't believe you got hit by a semi truck!" her friend exclaimed. "And I'm living to tell about it." they both laughed. "I feel sort of guilty though." Mariah admitted. "Why?" the brunette on the other line asked. "Well, even though the guy do a lot for me. I'm sort of... enjoying my time... without them."
She heard Hilary sigh. "Don't feel bad. I would be tired of people who follow me everywhere I went too." she agreed. Mariah sighed, "I guess your right." she smiled a little. "Well, I have to go. My mom wants me to clean my room." Hilary told her. "O.K. bye." "Bye." the pinkette hung up.
In the Demolition Boy's home
They all sat on the sofa, not knowing what they should do. "So... what do you want to do?" Bryan asked. "I don't know, what do you wanna do?" Spencer asked. "I don't know, what do you wanna do?" Tala shrugged. "I know! How about we talk about Tala still liking Mariah." Bryan came up with something.
The red head glared a him. "I do not still like Mariah." he denied it. "Oh, come on Tala. It's so obvious." Spencer helped.
"Says who!" the blue eyed teen crossed his arms. "Says your face when ever you see her!" Bryan shouted. "I mean, your all like... uhhhh." Bryan made a drooling face. "I don't do that!"
"Yes, you do. And you act all stupid and happy-like." The blond added. "Yeah, with a bit of nervousness." was the lavender haired teen's addition. "I don't like her. She dumped me." the red head said sadly.
"Oh, my God!" Bryan gasped holding a book up to his face. "What is it Bryan?" Spencer asked. "Well, it said here in Mariah's book of 'Clues That Tell What Emotion Tala's Felling'." Tala and Spencer had question marks over their head. "Oooooooo.K" the red head said. "It says... it says...that your in love."
Tala smirked. "I'm not in love." Spencer and Bryan got closer. "I'm not!" Closer. "I'm not!" his face was turning red with anger. They still got closer. "I'm not! I'm not! I'm not! I'm not!..." he took a deep breath and thought.
"Am I?"
With the Blade Breakers minus Ray in Kai's mansion.
Max and Tyson sat over on the other sofa watching a very, very sad scene. No, it wasn't on the tv, but over on the other side of the room. Max laid on his stomach with his head resting on his fists. Tyson sat up in Indian Style shaking his head. "This is nerve wrecking." the navy haired boy said.
"I can't believe what I'm seeing." Max stared wide-eyed. "You think he's o.k?" the blond continued. They spoke in a loud whisper. "I don't know." Tyson had a horrified look on his face, "Go ask." he nudged Max.
"I'm not asking, you ask." they looked back to the scary yet sad scene. "O.K. we'll play rock, paper, scissors." the navy haired kid suggested. "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" Tyson had rock, Max had paper. "Ha! Paper covers rock! You have to go." the blond yelled/whispered. (A/N: I know it doesn't sound like it makes since, but it does, just whisper loudly.)
Tyson slowly walked over to their team captain. At lease who he thinks is his team captain. Kai, their once high and mighty leader, was now picking flower petals off some flowers he got from the outside garden and as he pick one he would repeat, "She loves me." pick another one. "She loves me not." another petal. "She loves me." another petal. "She loves me not."
"Um... hi Kai." "Sh... Tyson, can't you see I'm busy." he said in a serious face expression. "Picking flower... petals?" Kai glared at him. "I'm trying to figure out if Mariah loves me or not!" he barked.
"Kai..." came from Max. "This isn't the way you find out. You know even if you finish picking all of these flowers and it lands on 'she loves me not' all your gonna do is go back to the garden and pick some more until it lands on 'she loves me'." Max took the flower he had out of his hand.
"There's only one way you can find out." Tyson spoke softly. The room went silent.
"PSYCHIC HOTLINE!" Max shouted. Kai immediately grabbed the phone. Tyson went for the phone book.
At Ray and Lee's hotel.
Nothing much here. Lee is asleep on his bed and Ray... where is Ray? Oh, he's outside talking to two mysterious figures. "So... do we still have a deal?" Ray asked them. "Yes... in two days Mariah will be yours and Kai and Tala will be in our hands." said one of them.
"Bring weapons, just in case." Ray told them. "Don't worry, we got this." the other reassure him. "Good..." Now, here comes the evil maniacal laughter.
Yay! I'm done! I tried to make this chapter funny. Key word tried.
Anyway, can you guess who the mysterious voice is? I'll give you a hint it's NOT Boris nor Voltaire. Ha! I got you there. Review and try to guess who it is!