Disclaimer: (man this is really getting annoying....) Takao Aoki owns Beyblade. I own My OCs and plot.
Well... I may not receive many reviews from questions anymore, since we fought appallingly at school. Damn you, tech class! Oh well. I guess it's not much of a bad thing. It was going to happen sooner or later anyways.
Other then that, there's been other stuff I had to do/ was ticking me off, blah, blah, blah. I just don't write my stories when I'm mad 'cause I end up making everyone hate each other.
On with the story!
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"Oh, come on! You can't expect me to sit here all day, do you? It's free day Kai! We were going to the arcade remember?"
Kai moaned at another retaliation from Elisabeth. She was bed-ridden from all of her injuries and still wanted to go to the arcade.
"Elisabeth—"
"Please Kai?"
He looked at her, gazing over her wounds. She wasn't too badly hurt. He sighed in defeat. She had trounced him once again.
He sat on his bed and his eyes glazed over, sending his mind into oblivious contentment. Ignorance is bliss, after all.
He watched Aoki walk through the door, happily occupying herself with her lollypop and didn't even see her. He watched T'atiana walk through the door, bounding playfully into Brian who pulled her into a lip-lock, and he didn't even see them.
He sighed. He looked towards the bottom of his shirt, where Elisabeth's fingers dangled, playfully tugging at the waistline.
"Mm?" He asked curiously.
She smiled. "You were thinking again."
"Wonderful deduction, Sherlock!" He commented, patting her on the back, "Did you need Holmes or did you hypothesize all on your own?"
She looked at him strangely. This was an odd comment. She grinned, "I mean about ... other stuff."
His playful smiled faded, taking any other emotion but frustration with it.
She analyzed his eyes, taking in everything within the pained crimson orbs.
Sitting up, she gently wrapped her arms around his muscular ones, making her look so much more fragile.
He sat, not refusing her empathic embrace, but not acknowledging it either.
Finally, she broke from him and gazed at him, wounded.
She stood and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
He sighed. Why had this been so hard? He brushed thoughts to the back of his mind and accepted his temporary solitude.
This time, looking at the others around the room, he saw them. He opened his eyes, and focused on something to keep his mind off of her hurt expression he had seen through the corner of his eye.
What he saw didn't help. He saw flirtatious teens engaging in playful conversations, among other things.
He sighed again. He just wanted Elisabeth to get better.
She walked through the door, wearing her favourite jeans and a baggy sweater. Her hair was quickly tied into a messy bun and her hands dug into the front pocket of her sweater. Across the sweater was, "Sweet Angel," in bold red letters, standing out vividly against the jet-black fleece.
He admired her then, because despite how she felt physically, she always managed to look awesome. He kept a straight face, though. She looked disappointed and walked over to Aoki, who was clicking away at the TV, switching from channel to channel.
She sat and leaned her tired head on Aoki's shoulder. Aoki stroked Elisabeth's loosely tied hair, comforting her. Kai frowned. That was his job. Scowling at the floor, he shoved his hands deep into his pockets.
"It's no use moping," Tala sat down beside Kai.
"Who's moping?" Kai quipped.
"Oh come on! Don't deny it. It makes you seem pathetic. Just go over there, apologise and offer to take her to the arcade."
With that last piece of advice, Tala got up and walked over to Aoki and Elisabeth, joining their valiant efforts to find something worth watching.
"I'm not moping," Kai mumbled, scowling again at the floor.
"I'm not..."
::A::
The whole day at the arcade, he had not had the chance to talk to her. Every time he gathered the nerve, she'd be pulled into a challenge on DDR (Dance Dance Revolution, for those who don't know) or some other games that she excelled at.
He approached her after her last challenge, while she was cooling down.
"...Elisabeth?"
Her hand flew to chest and she gasped in shock.
"Oi, Kai. You scared me."
"Sorry," He apologized.
"You wanted to see me earlier?" She asked him after a silence.
"Umm.. yeah. I wanted to a—"
Aoki rushed in and grabbed Elisabeth's arm in excitement.
"You will not believe it! Tala challenged Bryan to DDR! You have to see this!"
Elisabeth smiled and glanced apologetically at Kai.
He scowled, and giving her an awful look, he stormed out of the arcade. He stopped once outside, knowing that if he traveled to the end of the street corner, the Abbey's sentries'd swarm him.
He scoffed, deaf to the sound of the door shutting behind him.
He started to utter curses under his breath, directed at Elisabeth. He knew he didn't mean them, but he was so frustrated! Blowing off steam was exactly what he needed to do. But not in front of Elisabeth.
He heard her gasped and he turned more pale that usual. The last curse had been particularly detailed and explicit. He turned slowly.
"Is that how you really feel?"
His eyes softened for but an instant. Then it was gone. He saw the hurt in her eyes, and reminded himself of his own.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. What do you care?" he snapped.
"How can you say that?"
This made his face express cavernous disgust. "As if you'd paid one once of attention to me. You'd have known I wanted to talk to you. You don't always have to go with them, you know."
Her eyes flared a bottomless inferno. "And if you'd cared enough to stay another second, you'd see that I wasn't going to. I've been trying to see you all day. You're mood swings aren't exactly helping."
"Oh put a sock in it!" He replied angrily. She was getting on his nerves.
"Well I'm sorry to barge in on such a significant part of your day, Mr. Sourpuss!"
"Well you should be." His voice was hard and bitter. To her, it felt like winter in the already chilly Moscow.
"I think you should go shove your head up your ass. It seems to be your favourite hobby. Well, that and looking in the mirror you vain brute!"
He slapped her across the face with the back of his hand. His anger dissipated when he saw the fear in her eyes.
He had been one of few close to her, who had not hit her at one point or other.
Her hand slowly found its way to her stinging cheek.
"Elisabeth..." He approached her, arms trying to grasp hers, his brain screamed at him, 'Apologise you idiot. Apologise or do something!'
His advance frightened her. "Stay away from me!" She screamed, hastily opening the door, fleeing inside.
There, he looked at his hand where one of her tears had fallen.
He felt desperation overcome him, and sitting resignedly on the sidewalk, he wept with as little tears as possible. He had just hit the one he loved. This couldn't be happening...
::A::
Tala walked out of the arcade with a comforting arm around Elisabeth, whose eyes were revealing silent tears.
At the sight of the teen sitting on the sidewalk, he handed the duty of guiding her to Brian, who took her arm and roughly dragged her to the Biovolt van.
When they and the girls had boarded the bus, along with everyone else at the arcade, he walked over and seized the shoulder of his 'friend'.
"What the hell, man?" He snapped.
Kai just stared sadly. Tala threw a punch and resisted the urge to tackle him. Before he could do anything drastic, he changed his mind and boarded the bus.
He found the now weeping Elisabeth sitting between Aoki and Lia.
He was sympathetic. He remembered throwing a blow to the side of her head once. It didn't have the effect this did though. She had punched him right back. It was just a punch. But they hadn't known, or liked each other then.
He examined everyone on the bus, surprised to see Amelia on her own. With a shrug, he sat down next to Bryan, discussing what they should do about this. They were permanently partnered in the co-ed tournaments, after all.
Kai got on the bus last and sat directly behind the driver, earning him glares from almost everyone on the bus. The ride to the Abbey would be a long one...
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-grins- isn't Kai a jerk in this chapter? ....yes! All guys are at one point or another, no offence to any guys who read this. I know perfectly well that girls are too. Except he hit her. Poll! You guys MUST ANSWER! Or else I'll take things into my own destructive hands.
So, this poll is...
Should Elisabeth and Kai break up?
(1)...Yes! They're totally wrong for each other!
(2)...No way! They're meant to be. Kai just over-reacted.
(3)...I don't care either way! I'm not involved enough in this story to care.
Anyone who picks 3 is cruel. CRUEL! Anyway, I need those votes ASAP! I'm on a writing binge! Yay updates! Look for another one soon! .O
(....that's a wink...)
