Sorry for the length of this,I actually startedit in October 2004 and I'm still going, so the style's probably going to change a bit.
Disclaimer: Don't own Beyblade
"Max?" Hilary asked worriedly. "Are you OK?"
"Yeah, Hilary, I'm fine!" sighed Max, for what felt like the tenth time. "God, girls!Spare me!" he groaned inwardly.
Sure, he felt a bit "rough round the edges" as his mum put it, but that was probably due to Kai's new "training" regime. Training? More like torture! he grimanced. Plus, Hilary had suddenly announced she needed to learn how to blade. On hearing this, Kai had gone convieniently deaf and Tyson had left the room in a hurry. At least Ray had had an excuse. Mind you, nobody really wants to be stuck in bed with a horrendus case of the flu. Althougth Max had been tempted. Anyway the long and short of it was, he had gotten stuck with teaching Hilary the basics of blading. He didn't mind too much though, she could be quite fun when she was in a good mood!
Despite his (and everyone else's) doubts, Hilary was coming on unnaturaly fast. Only her sixth day and Max was having to use pretty much full strength on her. Which wasn't much, as she kept on telling him...
"Max!" Hilary shrieked as her turquiose blade sent Draciel flying, "You're not paying attention! There's no way I should be able to beat you that easily...Max? Maax!" Worried now, Hilary ran over to Max and waved her hand in front of his eyes. Max blinked hard and shook himself.
"I'm OK Hil, don't worry about me." he said tiredly. "DON'T WORRY!" exploded Hilary. "How can I help worrying when this is the second time you've blacked out on me, I'm beating you with one hand tied behind my back, and Draciel wobbles from the second you launch it?"
"I didn't black out." Max muttered. Suddenly, he felt an excrutiating pain in his side. Watching as the room faded into blackness, he slid down to the floor. Scared, Hilary felt his forehead, nearly passed out herself and ran for the rest of the team.
Max came round slowly, unsure where he was, or why he felt so weak and swimmy. He forced his eyes open just in time to see what looked like Kenny disappearing through a door. A door? I thought we were in the practice room... Just before he fell unconsious again, he caught some of the conversation fron next door, but was too tired to understand it.
"Kenny, for the tenth time, WHAT.IS.HIS.TEMPERATURE?"
"Yes Kai, sorry Kai."
"Well?"
"I-I really hope it's is just because Tyson's been messing around with this again...Umm...104?
"WHAT!"
"Um, sorry Kai,"
Kenny, buddy, please tell me you're kidding?"
"Nope, sorry Tyson"
"Argh, that does it! Tyson, where's your phone?"
"Through here Kai...hey Hil, you coming? Hilary?"
"Oh Max...What? Yes, I'm coming Tyson!" Max...
That's the first chapter!
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