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Disclaimer: I, Miss Pen names r us, do not own beyblade or any of the characters featured in this short story. They belong to a guy who's name I can't remember.

"Bryan."

"Bryan?"

"I know your awake, so stop pretending."

"Go away."

"No."

"Go away before I decide to hurt you."

"...ok."

"You probably couldn't help anyway."

"...help with what?"

"Don't bother. I'm suppose to go away, remember?"

"Ok."

"I hate you."

"What did I do?"

"You wasn't suppose to say ok."

"Why?"

"Because I was...trying to..um..never mind, are you going to help me?"

"You wanted me to ask if I could help you."

"No!."

"Don't lie, your nose will get bigger."

"Piss off."

"Whatever, what you need help with."

"...my homework."

"Your homework...your asking ME for help with your homework?"

"Yes, that is what I am doing...besides I couldn't find Tala or Spencer."

"I knew there was a reason behind you asking me and not one of the others."

"You gonna help or what?"

"What."

"What?"

"You said are you going to help or what so I chose what."

"...BRYAN, I SERIOUSLY NEED HELP WITH MY MATHS HOMEWORK 'COZ IT IS FUCKING HARD!"

"Fine, fine. No need to shout."

"Stop glaring Ian, you might bust your last remaining brain cell."

"...you gonna help me?"

"Ok."

"YES!"

"On one condition."

NO!"

"You leave me alone for the rest of the day."

"...hmmmm, fair enough. Deal."

" I'm not that good at maths."

"I don't care, as long as I get some answers right I won't have to do extra homework."

"You'll have to do extra homework if you get them wrong."

"Yeah and it sucks."

"Really...hmmm."

"Hmm?...Hmm what?"

"Nothing...most of your answers are right anyway."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Cool. Thanks anyway."

"Hn."

"Bet I could beat you at Red Fraction 2."

"Doubt it."

"Wanna bet."

"You'll lose."

So they played their precious game and Ian lost, badly. Several days or so later Ian got his homework back from the teacher. You might be happy to know that Bryan is a genius at maths and knew that every answer that Ian had put down was wrong, yet he didn't correct the small Russian so Ian has extra maths homework and has decided to never ask Bryan ever again for help with his homework. Therefore Bryan was happy for there where no more interruptions.

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Well that was short. I might write some more pretty soon to make up for it. I hope you liked it. By the way I don't own Red Fraction 2 (in case someone tries to sue me.) My brother loves that game, I don't but I couldn't really see Bryan playing any other type of game without killing or guns in it. Oh well.

By the way, this is a old fic that got deleted. It was deleted because the rating was not high enough so I've put it back up with a high rating. I don't know wether I'm allowed to do this but a lot of people liked this fic and I liked writing it. So basicallyfuck the ass who got this deleted and hope they burn in hell.

Alsotwo people gave me brilliant ideas for chapters but I can't do that just yet as I still got about six or seven chapters left from before. They will be used but not just yet. Thank you for the reviews and goodnight.