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It looks like some of us like Mary and some are as irritated as Kaiya is. I'm glad you guys like it and thanks for reviewing!

"MMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

The hotel seemed to have shaken a bit. Makoto and Gou fell off their beds at the same time even though they were in separate rooms. Hiro, Cam, and Kaiya shot up from their sleeps. Rayna was already awake and she opened the door to Makoto and Mark's room,

"What's wrong?" Rayna asked panting. Makoto was on the floor rubbing his head, and Mark looked like he wanted to kill someone, particularly his sister…

"How the heck did YOU get in HERE?" Mark shouted pulling up his covers. Mary was on his bed and jumping on the end of it.

"Hey Rayna," said Makoto and climbed back into bed.

"Goodnight, close the door on your way out…" said Makoto and went back to sleep.

"Should I wake him up?" Rayna asked.

"Yes," Mark replied. Rayna went over to Makoto and started shaking him.

"…How did she get here?" Rayna asked when she realized why the door was unlocked when she came in while Makoto continued to snore away.

"Well?" Mark asked looking at Mary.

"Plastic card and the end of a thin and small paintbrush," Mary answered and stopped jumping to show them the two items from her pocket.

"What are you doing here?" Mark asked still holding his covers up against his bare chest.

"Visiting you," Mary replied and jumped to a sit position on the bed.

Mark grew and anime vein.

"You come in without knocking or without me knowing and start jumping on my bed and on me, which really hurt by the way, and you're just here to visit?"

"Um…Yeah! And wait until I tell Mom that you only sleep with your boxers on!" Mary snickered.

Rayna blushed at the thought that she could've walked in and see that sight.

"No wonder he was covering himself up from his sister," Rayna thought and grabbed Dragoon from Makoto's counter and walked off. Makoto woke up,

"Something's not right…" he said and looked over at the counter.

"AH! DRAGOON!" he exclaimed.

"Good, you're up," said Rayna popping her head back into the room and tossed the blade back to his owner.

"I want you kids up and ready in one hour!" Hiro shouted down the hallway.

"I'll just start packing for everyone," said Rayna and left.

"It was a hot night! Give me a break!" Mark argued back angrily after what Mary just had to say out loud.

"So? It's not like I do what you do on a hot night," said Mary.

"…Were you looking at me under the covers?" Mark asked and was disgusted at the thought.

"No…I just assumed that. You see, if you had pants on, the pants would make an outline through these thin sheets since you seemed to have kicked the thick ones off (looked at the floor of the bed), but I only saw the outline of your legs and your boxers," said Mary and smiled at her intelligence.

"…You know what? Get out! Out! OUT! Get out so I can get dressed and meet you in an hour when Makoto and I are ready!" Mark shouted getting up and started pushing her out the door.

"You know, you should try green boxers instead of black," said Mary.

"OUT!" Mark slams the door shut.

"Do you know where my darling's room is?" Mary asked through the door.

"Who?" Mark asked.

"Your friend, the cute one."

"Me?" Makoto asked.

"No, she means Hiwatari," Mark answered.

"No, I don't know where his room is and I wouldn't bother looking," Mark replied to Mary.

"I know you're lying because your voi-Oh! Never mind! There he is! Hey! Honey!" Mary shouted and started running down the halls. After that, it followed by a scream. Then someone shouting.

"You guys just go ahead, I have to stay home with Mary," said Mark.

"You sure? Come on, Mark," Makoto pleaded.

"Would you rather have her hang around with us all day?" Mark asked.

"On second though, I'm sure we'll be fine! Right guys?" Makoto asked the others and they just nodded with a few,

"Oh yeah! Of course!"

"We can handle ourselves!"

"No Problem!"

"Yeah, so have fun! Markie!" and with that Makoto dashed off for the rest to follow.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Mark shouted after him.

"Markie!"

"…what?" Mark asked turning around.

"Why did my love have to go too?" Mary asked.

"Because his sister was about to find a shotgun to kill you with," said Mark sarcastically.

"I can sue her for that!"

Mark sighed; this was going to be a long day.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY ROOM?"

"It's our room and it's my room now, remember?" Mary reminded as her brother stood by the door shocked.

"One side is a giant computer technology like room and the other is all pink. Why shouldn't I be scared?"

"Color won't kill you. But electricity might," said Mary as she puts on goggles and gloves on; then sat down and started tinkering with something.

"Mom actually lets you use these stuff?" Mark asked like this was crazy as he picked up a drill.

"Well actually, I snuck the drill in," said Mary and continued working.

"Mary, you know I don't know a thing on how to use machines. You know I can be technically challenged-"

"Do you mean technology challenged?"

"Yeah, whatever, but anyway: I can't spend time with you if I can't do the stuff you do. Or the other way around," Mark explained.

"Can I pick?" Mary asked putting her stuff down.

"Uh, sure."

"How did you make me come here?" Mark asked sitting on a slide with his arms folded and Mary behind him.

"Come on, Big Brother Markie! Go down the slide!" Mary complained to him.

"Are you kidding me? I just barely fit!"

Mary wrapped her arms around him and slid them both down the slide.

"See? That wasn't so bad," said Mary.

"Oh it will be…" said Mark knowing what's coming next and knowing that Mary's not letting go.

A few more kids come sliding down and eventually, the force pushed Mark off the end of the slide and Mary somehow knows when to let go of him so she won't go after him on the ground.

"Let's do that again!" said Mary happily.

"Mary! Something else, please!"

"This is not what I meant by something else!"

"But this is how I raise my arm strength," said Mary pushing Mark on the swings.

"It's supposed to be the older one pushing the younger one," said Mark.

"I know, why can't we do a change every now an then? Besides, you never push high enough!"

"What? I do so!"

"No you don't!"

"Yes I do!"

Eventually, Mary actually ended up wearing Mark out completely.

"I don't want to move…" said Mark lying down in the grass with his arms spread out.

"Come on Markie! Let's go hula hooping next!"

"No…"

"Tired?"

"Yes,"

"Will you be sore tomorrow?" Mary asked.

"Most likely," Mark answered.

"Will you be able to pull a ripcord?"

"I kinda have to."

"Will it be a good launch?"

"Let's hope so."

"Do you think you'll win a match?"

"Of course, even with a sore arm I'm no quitter, and neither are any of my team members," Mark answered with true honesty.

"Really? Well, you'll still be at a disadvantage you know," said Mary.

"So? My team will still-Hey! You made me suffer on purpose didn't you? YOU LITTLE-" Mark was about to strangle her but she puts a finger against Mark's forehead.

"Actually, I wanted to have fun and spend time with my big brother. But I realized that you hated spending time with me now that you're older and 12 years old-"

"11, I'll be 12 in a couple of months," Mark corrected.

"You know what I mean. Anyway, now that you're older and getting towards the teenager age, you're going to be more distant from me and you're going to be a jerk and an idiot by the time you reach age 14 and I want to spend the most of time with you before that happens…But since you hate spending time with me I decided to might as well take advantage of that and give you a disadvantage tomorrow…" Mary mumbled under her breath and looked away from him.

Mark, who actually took those words in pretty hard, felt really guilty.

"No, no Mary, I don't hate spending time with you. It's just that, well, I kinda wish you would act more mature than you are now. I do like to spend time with you but…" Mary still wouldn't look at him and Mark was still sitting on the ground looking up at his little sister. But from his point of view, she didn't seem so little anymore.

"Big Brother, I don't like the fact that you're so careless! You forget about your family here! You didn't even mention me in Japan! And that hurt…I thought you cared. That's what older brothers are supposed to do. And I know that you're pretty mature for your age, but maybe just once in a while…just once in a while, phone or something. I haven't heard your voice for a long time, and I never have anyone I can really talk to. Don't you understand how I feel?" Mary asked blinking away tears.

"You know, now that I think about it…I guess its okay to act immature at times. You want to live your childhood to the fullest before you take in more responsibilities as you get older. You know Mary, let's start the day over," said Mark standing up and dusting himself off.

"You're not…mad at me?" Mary asked staring at him confused.

"Um, no! Well a bit, but still. I mean, you're my little sister, as the big brother, I'm supposed to protect you from the world and be there for you. Come on, lets go get something to eat," said Mark taking Mary's hand and walked off.

"I didn't think he's let me get off that easily…just what has Japan done to him? Oh well…I like my Big Brother Markie now…" Mary thought and clings onto Mark's arm.

"I guess…I guess I was kind of selfish," Mark admitted to himself.

"Big Brother Markie, please be my big brother forever. You promised me…"

Flashback:

It was about 3 to 4 years ago. Mary was trying to get on the swings by herself but she was still kind of short back then. She got the top part of the body on but slid off. Being so little, she started crying.

"Mary? Mary what's wrong?" a young Mark asked jogging over and leaning down next to her. Mary only continued to cry.

"Does something hurt somewhere?" Mark asked in a gentle and soothing voice. Mary shook her head but then pointed to her knee where a little scratch is.

"Ah, well we can fix that!" said Mark with a smile and took a red scarf he tied around his neck and wrapped it around Mary's knee.

"Better?" Mark asked and Mary nodded wiping her tears away.

"Do you want me to help you on the swing?" Mark asked and Mary shook her head. Mark helped her stand up.

"…I, I, I want to beyblade," said Mary in a tiny whisper.

"Did you say you wanted to…beyblade?" Mark asked kind of surprised.

"Teach me to blade like you, Big Brother Markie," said Mary shyly.

"Uh, well…" Mark wasn't sure. She was kind of young and beyblades can be dangerous if not careful.

"Please?"

Mark sighed; he just couldn't resist that cute, sad, and pleading look!

"Alright," he replied.

"Yay!" Mary cheered.

"Come on, first lesson in beyblading, you have to learn the parts of the beyblade," said Mark and took Mary's hand and headed for home.

Mark was still going on about how to beyblade.

"Big Brother, how long will it take for me to learn to blade just like you?" Mary asked.

"How long? Well, I don't know. It depends on how long it takes you to learn I guess!" said Mark and laughed a bit.

"Oh, okay, so I'll learn before you go back to Japan?" Mary asked.

"Uh…I'm going back to Japan? Oh uh, well hopefully. If I can't teach you everything before I go, I want you to continue learning and never give up you hear? If you ever need me, I'll be right here for you." With that, he held Mary's hand tighter.

"How can you be here while you're in Japan?" Mary asked.

"Well, I'll be there in the heart. Always believe in the human spirit and I'll be there when you need me. I promise you, I'll always be your big brother and protect you…"

Present:

"Mary? Mary? Hello?"

Mary snapped out of her trip down Memory Lane,

"Uh, sorry, did you say something?" Mary asked looking up at her older brother.

"Yeah, do you want ice cream?" he asked smiling. That smile, it never has changed.

"Okay!"

"I don't care if we are both participating in the same tournament tomorrow; if we do battle against each other, I want us to give our best. I know that's what he would want." Mary thought.

"I hope that we do get to battle each other. Then we can both give it our best and I can see how much Mary has really grown," thought Mark.

"I hope we battle for the finals tomorrow!" they both said to each other simultaneously and both surprised of what the other said.

"I won't go easy you know," said Mark coolly.

"Neither will I, there's only room for one great blader in the Mizuhura family!" said Mary and the two gave each other a competitive look as they got their ice cream.

Mary slipped her hand into her pocket; she was just making sure that her favorite red scarf is still there.

Please R and R!

Next: The teams battle in the American tournament! Mark and Mary are itching for a battle against each other!