Chapter Summary: Eggs? What eggs? And do eggs even have genders?

Chapter Warnings: OOC, hetero.

Chapter Pairings: TyHil, KaiOC, RayMariah, BryOC, MaxEm

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in relation with Beyblade, and I stole some stuff from the Harry Potter I got inspired from. I do however own the OCs you will see in this fic.

Note: This chapter has been revised.


I Want A Divorce
Arguments Really Move You


Classroom, Hilary's POV

Sitting near the back of the room, I winced as I observed the huge crowd of juniors being led by Bryan and Felicia, who last year were voted Most Unlikely To Get Together. Mr. Marshall was being pestered by the huge crowd, who wasn't looking too happy with their partners.

"I refuse to partner with this wench Marshall!" Bryan said sternly. Like I said, he didn't look very happy with his partner.

Felicia gasped in outrage. "Who're you calling a wench you jerk! I don't exactly consider you a 'catch' either. God, you're such a jerk!" They began hurtling more insults at each other while the rest of students shared their own complaints with Mr. Marshall.

"I'm allergic to Danny Houser, just look at these spots, come on look-"

"Brenda's going to make me fail this assignment Mr. Marshall! She's incredibly lazy and-"

"I refuse to stick with Mark, he's an idiot! Plus, just look at his clothes!"

"Izzy's a geek, there's no way I'm doing this with her, see those glas-"

I also saw that while Alison and Kai weren't up there with the group, they were glaring at each other with fire in their eyes. I sighed with sympathy, because as much as I wanted that A if I wanted another four point oh, I wasn't exactly looking forward to working with Tyson.

On the other hand, there were a lot of other people who were happy with their partners. Mariah and Ray were prime examples. I could see Mariah talking with Ray while trying to keep her blush down as he smiled at her. Seeing something like that made me gush inside.

I observed another happy team. Max and Emily. Emily was also a good friend of mine, because she was one of the few who understood what it meant to get straight As. Max and her had been dating for three months (which ironically, was how long the project would be). She looked so ecstatic that she got her boyfriend for a partner.

Too bad we couldn't all be that lucky.

Feeling a hand on my shoulder, I turned to the source, even though I knew full well whose touch that was.

Surprise, surprise. It was Tyson.

I inwardly sighed, thinking maybe that if I at least tried to act nicely, he might go a little easy on me. "Hey Tyson." I couldn't put on a smile though.

He grinned and replied, "Hi Ms. Perfect. So, how we're going to do this thing? Because you and I both know that we aren't quite what people would call 'The Happy Couple' you know."

I rolled by eyes at his bluntness and answered, "Oh yes, do I ever know. Look Tyson, just listen to these simple rules and we'll get along like best buds. We work together. Equally. You meet me on times that I say so. You put in a good amount of work and effort. You don't, and I'll kill you. Simple as that, got it?"

He pouted and asked, "But what if I have a beyblade match or a date and can't make it for a time we schedule for project time?"

"No buts. No beyblade matches. No dates either. As long as we're on my territory (school) we do things by my rules." I put my hand out for him to shake, and gave him the Evil Eye, silently telling him what would happen if he didn't shake it.

Without hesitation, he shook it.

That's the thing about boys. Sure, they act like idiots and jerks a lot, but once you promise them the slightest hint of pain, they come running. It was practically Nature's Law that boys be forever whipped.


Cafeteria, Alison's POV

"Why are we in the cafeteria again?" Tyson asked.

Hilary scowled and answered, "Didn't you listen to Mr. Marshall at all? He said we had to be in the cafeteria at 12:30 so he could give us more details and stuff on the project. Plus he said something about eggs."

Tyson, Kai (who were sitting with us because our teacher said we had to sit with our partners) I all stared at Hilary questionally. She and Emily were probably the only ones who ever did listen to Mr. Marshall, so this whole talk about eggs made us all confused.

I mean. Eggs. What did EGGS have to do with anything? Unless he was going to give a pop cooking test or something.

Suddenly, another thought occured to me as I continued to think about the eggs. Paling considerably, I started to shake my head. Of all the ideas, there was no way that Mr. Marshall would be crackpotted enough to do such a thing. Except that-

He was. He was very capable of suggesting an idea.

I guess I must have had a weird look on my face, because I heard Hilary ask me, "What's the matter Ally?"

Noticing the odd looks that Kai and Tyson were also giving me, I tried to answer Hilary with as normal a voice I could. "Oh, you know, I was just thinking of stuff Hilary. Just this and that, nothing imporant."

Kai smirked. "Honestly, I'm quite surprised you even know how to think."

There were many reasons why Kai Hiwatari and I were mortal enemies. The most prominent being that he just got on my nerves. I hated how he could look so cold and mean. How he sometimes acted like he was so high and mighty that some of us weren't even worthy of knowing him. And most of all, I hated the fact that he had perhaps the biggest collection of fangirls. How could anyone be attracted to someone like him?

What kind of girl actually likes someone who says, "Honestly, I'm quite surprised you even know how to think" and manage not be completely angered by him? Well, I was never one those girls.

Which is exactly why I lunged across the table and seized his throat, intent on strangling him until he knew exactly who was the superior.

Hilary though, didn't seem to share the same thoughts as I did, and made quick work of grabbing the back of my shirt and practically throwing me back into my seat.

I always thought she had secretly enrolled in one of those karate classes and just never told me so.

"What'd you do that for? I was about to get him! Gah, I almost had him!"

Hilary rolled her eyes and hissed, "Everyone was watching you Ally! You think I was going to let you just get detention from one of the teachers?"

I frowned and looked around. Oops. Looks like she was right.

The whole cafeteria was staring at me and Kai, especially me. I could see the girls whispering to each other, the boys snickering behind their hands, and the teachers were giving us warning glares. Kai's face was impassive so I couldn't really tell what he was feeling (though I think I saw a smirk at the corner of his mouth) but Tyson was just full out laughing.

I silently cursed the world. Or just Tyson for laughing at us. And the girls who were gossiping with each other. And the-

Mr. Marshall coughed and said, "Bernard, Hiwatari, if you can't behave properly then I suggest you'll have to leave the Cafeteria. Are we clear?"

We nodded in obedience. As odd as Mr. Marshall could be, when he got mad, your only options were always to remain as silent as possible and agree with anything he said.

He seemed satisfied and moved on. "Now, I trust you have all gotten reacquainted with your partner." He stopped for a moment to glance at Bryan and Felicia who still refused to look at each other.

"Um. Yes well, I will call you and your partner to the front of the cafeteria and you will receive your egg. Once you recieve your egg you shall name it and write it down in your notebook, as well as it's gender and other statistics." He walked to a desk at the front of the cafeteria and looked around for the list with people's names.

Hilary frowned and asked, "Why do we have to name eggs? And for that matter, do eggs even have genders?"

Just as I was about to tell her the reason for these so called 'eggs' (I knew I was right), Mr. Marshall had already called his first two names.

"Hilary Tatibana and Tyson Granger, would you please come up here."

Hilary went up with Tyson before I had the chance to tell her, but not before she shot me a questioning look.

I shrugged in response, knowing that she'd soon discover the truth anyway.

"I hate eggs."

"Shut up Hiwatari."


Front of Cafeteria, Hilary's POV

"Congratulations Granger, you are now officially a father," Mr. Marshall told him with a smile as he shoved an egg into my hands.

Tyson looked happy for a moment. Then he had a bewildered and worried expression on his face.

"A father? I'm A FATHER? But I didn't even do anything to get this kid! Ohmigod, I can't handle a kid! I'm not READY FOR A KID! I haven't even reached High School yet! I'm still a normal average kid with normal average kid wants and needs! YOU HEAR, I CAN'T HANDLE THIS KID!" He grabbed Mr. Marshall's shirt and shook him really hard.

I sighed and ripped off Tyson's hands off him. "Tyson, would you relax? I think you should let Mr. Marshall talk first, or at least explain."

Tyson let out a breath. "You're right. Sorry there, Mr. M, I just overreacted a bit."

Mr. Marshall raised an eyebrow and continued. "Okay then. This is your baby." He gestured to the egg in my hands. "And now you get to name it."

I blinked. So the egg was actually our baby? I didn't know whether I was happy it was just an egg, or scared that it was just... an egg.

"Oh, so that's what the eggs are for! And here I thought you were going teach us how to make an omelet!" Tyson scratched his heads with a sheepish expression on his face.

I rolled my eyes. He could be such an idiot.

"Well anyway, I think we should name him Tyson Jr," Tyson decided. There was a brown circle on it, indicating it was a boy.

I immediately refused. Tyson Jr? Our child would get ridiculed for the rest of its life. "No way! We will not have such a name on a poor and innocent child. Especially when I'm the mother and know what's best for our child!" I glared at him.

He glared back and asked, "Well then what do you suggest Your Highness? May I remind you that I am also the baby's father and also know what's best for it?"

Searching my brain for baby names, I decided at that point that absolutely anything was better than Tyson Jr. "Joshua." Yes, so it isn't one of those big coporate names, but at least it would be accepted into society.

Tyson snorted. If he even had half a brain he would gave thought Joshua was a perfectly okay name. Sadly, he didn't even have half a brain. "Joshua? No way! Tyson Jr.!"

"Josh!"

"Tyson Jr.!"

"Josh!"

"Tyson Jr.!"

"Josh!"

"Tyson Jr.!"

"Jo-"

Just as I was about to finish saying 'Josh' and effectively end our argument (I think) I could have sworn I heard someone sniffle behind me. Slowly, I turned around.

To find that it was Mr. Marshall. With tissue, tears, and snot. Around Mr. Marshall, those three things are usually deadly combinations.

Even Tyson looked bothered. "Mr. M, are you okay?"

Mr. Marshall sniffed and answered, "Oh, of course I am darlings. It's just that between the two of you, your arguments are just so marriage-couple-like! Why, I can just imagine Hilary walking down the aisle and- OH, IT'S TOO ROMANTIC FOR WORDS!"

After that somewhat creepy display of words, he had to take another tissue paper and began crying his eyes out all over again.

In unison, Tyson and I faced each other and simultaneously said, "Joshua Tyson Granger."

Sighing, I decided that I would argue some other time about changing it to 'Josh Tyson Tatibana' or if he was lucky, 'Josh Tyson Tatibana-Granger.'

Preferrably when Mr. Marshall was not going, "Awww."


Locker Place, Alison's POV

I couldn't imagine a better way to spend an afternoon after-school other than trying to pull out all my textbooks out of my locker so I could fit them into my jumbled mess of backpack, all the while listening to Mr. Kai-Oh-I'm-So-Great-That-I-Almost-Named-Our-Child-Lulabelle-But-Allison-Knew-Better-And-Decided-That-Vivian-Was-A-Much-Better-Name Hiwatari whine.

No wait. I probably could imagine a thousand different ways I'd rather spend this time of day.

"For the very last time Kai, I can't handle the baby tonight. I'm overloaded with essays and homework. Besides, you can handle the project for one night," I told him frustrated.

Kai frowned. "I can't do work on it though. I have a very important Beyblade match and won't have time."

I rolled my eyes and sarcastically responded, "Well excuse me Mr. Big Shot Beyblader, I really don't care if you're going out with my dog to Toys R Us! I'm not going to let you slack off this project! You do your part of the project today! Just cancel your stupid match!" I walked out.

True, even Hilary tends to understand how important Beyblade is to those guys, but it's a game meant for fun, and right now, today is not going to be a 'fun' day. That is, if I had anything to say about it.

Yes, I do think I'm the cruelest human being since Hitler.

Get over it.


Mariah's POV

The lockers.

A usually very silent place. Until now.

"Cancel my match? How crazy can Allison Oh-I'm-So-High-And-Might-That-I-Forced-Kai-To-Name-Our-Baby-Vivian-Which-Is-A-Stupid-Name Bernard get? I can't do this project tonight! I - argh, that girl is just insane!" Kai erupted like a volcano.

I tried to reason with him. "Kai, I'm sure you can handle it. Besides Ally does have a lot of homework. She has like six essays due or something. And you can always reschedule the match anyway. Who's the opponent anyway?"

Kai shrugged and answered, "Don't know. I think it was one of those little kids who just wanted a chance to beyblade against someone famous or something."

Even though my heart melted just a little bit at hearing how sweet those kids were, I kept my ground. "Kai, I'm sure that the kid won't be broken hearted if you tell him that you'll set another date for the match. Anyway, come Ray, we're going to be late if we don't go to my house soon." I turned to face his absolutely perfect enthralling eyes.

He nodded and held out his hand to me. "May I have the pleasure of holding the lady's arm?"

I giggled and said, "Of course, my fine gentleman. But only if I have the honor of opening the door." After sharing a small smile, Ray led me down the hallways where I swear that I could hear my heart beating. I was sure that Ray would hear it to.

"Anything you want Mariah."

Ray Kon? Is my god.

I was only slightly aware of Kai pretending to barf.

Oh well. I can kill him later.


To Be Continued


You will notice there has been a very big change in the story so far. Yeah. Okay. Not big. Just... noticable.

The un-revised chapter stated that the reason Kai couldn't do the project was because he had a "date" and not a "beyblade match." I decided to change that because it would just be more believable. Because you can just see Kai as more of a Beyblader than a playboy.

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