DISCLAIMER: In do NOT own Beyblades, Only the OCs and the plot are mine.

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Chapter 13: Good Morning

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BRRRRRING! BRRRRRING!

"Ugh," Amara groaned. She hated being woken up to the sound of the phone ringing. It always made her grumpy.

BRRRRRING! BRRRRRING!

Obviously her mom wasn't around to answer it. Amara was not planning on leaving her bed either. Thank god someone invented the answering machine. She was warm and comfortable. The room was always cold in the mornings too. Amara wiggled deeper under the blankets. To her great surprise she bumped into something and it wasn't the wall beside her bed. It moved. It moved closer to her Not only did it move closer to Amara, but it was a person and they seemed to have their arm around Amara's waist. She was quickly becoming away of the body pressed up against her backside.

Amara's eyes flew open. All she could see was black. It was a black sheet. Her sheets were not black they were yellow with clouds. Slowly Amara brought the sheet down away from her face. Amara's heart was pounding in her ears. All she could see in front of her was a wall. The wall was red.

Amara closed her eyes tight and put the sheet back over her head. This could not be real. She had to be dreaming. There was no way she had fallen asleep in Kai's bed, especially not with Kai in the bed.

Carefully not to disturb Kai, Sam looked down at herself. She was still completely clothed in what she had been wearing the night before. This helped just a little to calm her rapidly beating heart. She frantically raked her thoughts to figure out why she was in his bed.

Kai and her had talked. They talked a lot. She thought she had talked about going home to bed. She thought she had gotten up and gone home to but obviously that didn't happen.

Out of nowhere, Amara heard the beginning of the song "Thunderstruck" by AC/DC playing. It sounded like a cellphone ringing. Kai moved. Amara quickly shut her eyes. This was going to be awkward. Kai's arm left her waist as he rolled over to answer his phone. Amara suddenly felt a cold shiver run through her. She didn't realize how warm he was keeping her.

"Hello?" Kai asked groggily. "Oh, hi, Mrs. Jones." Kai seemed to wake up a little. Amara felt him shift to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. Yeah, she's here… No worries… Alright…bye." The mattress shifted again as Kai got to his feet.

Amara braced herself. He would probably wake her up and awkwardness would follow. She could feel his eyes boring into her and she tried her best to remain motionless. Kai didn't wake her up instead he left the room. A few minutes later Amara heard the shower start in the bathroom across the hall. Amara relaxed a little but her mind was still spinning.

All the possible repercussions began to fill Amara's thoughts. Kai had just talked to her mother on the phone. There were two possible reactions her mother could have from the news that Amara was with Kai. Nancy would either be thrilled at the thought of her daughter and godson getting along once again and be planning another wedding. Or she would be livid that Amara spent the night with Kai and didn't tell her.

Amara was hoping for the latter but knew her mom better than that. Nancy Jones would be thrilled and probably be bursting to tell Vicki about it when she came home from California. The false hopes would then be passed on to Leanne who would probably tease Amara about a joint wedding and then to Holly who would be so excited at the prospect of having Amara for a real sister. Everyone would be happy. But would Amara and Kai be happy?

Visions of kissing Kai came crawling back. These were coming more and more regular. Amara tried her best not to picture him in the shower as she listened to the sound of the running water. There had always been a special connection between the two of them but nothing more than a sibling type bond. Kai had always been protective of Amara and vice versa.

But the thought of kissing him wasn't giving her incest type creeps. She actually wanted to kiss him. She wanted Kai to like her that way but what could she do. She had just told him that the only thing she wanted was for him to stop getting drunk. The last thing she wanted was to ruin they're renewed friendship by making a move on Kai. Then again there was that New Year's Eve kiss but Kai wasn't showing any signs of wanting to repeat that experience.

Amara rolled onto her back and stared at Kai's white ceiling. Her hands pressed against her pounding head. It was all too complicated. This all brought on the strong urge to hit something, start running or start crying. These weren't new reactions for Amara. She had the same reaction when she found out about her father's fatal accident. Then she had chosen to run; now she was more likely to hit something. Amara's balled up fists hit the mattress on either side of her. It didn't really help.

The sound of running water stopped. Amara quickly shut her eyes and pretended to be asleep once again. A minute later the door opened. Trying to keep her breathing steady, Amara braced herself for Kai to try to wake her up. She heard him rummaging around and couldn't help but peek at what he was up to.

A boxer clad Kai was rifling through his laundry. Water still clinging too his thick slate locks. His back was to her, which was giving Amara a clear view of Kai's very nice rear end. Actually the fact that he was only wearing his boxers was giving her clear view of Kai's nice everything. The guy looked good with clothes on but he looked like a god with his clothes off. Amara mental cursed herself once again for having these thoughts about Kai. It was getting harder to resist staring at him. Blast her teenage hormones.

"Jules' going to be here in ten minutes," Kai turned to face her.

Amara felt like a deer caught in the headlights. This would certainly boost his ego a few points. He pulled the t-shirt that he was holding over his head. Amara thanked him in her head for covering this distraction. "You might want to get out of bed." Kai added when Amara didn't move.

"Right…thanks," Amara replied, diverting her eyes as he bent over once again to find a pair of pants in his mountain of clothing.

She scrambled out of bed and left the room. Then she wasn't quite sure where to go. Jules wouldn't be there for another ten minutes. She didn't really have anything to change into so it wasn't like she had to get ready. A growl from Amara's stomach made a quick decision for her.

The placement of food in Hiwatari's house hadn't changed making it very easy for Amara to find the cupboard with cereal. A variety of choices awaited her. There were boxes of healthy cereal that Amara assumed were Vicki and Neil's and then there were the sugary confections that were obviously the favorites of the Hiwatari children. Always loving a sugar boost in the morning, Amara grabbed the bright box of Lucky Charms.

Just as Amara was diving into her big bowl of sugary goodness, Kai came swaggering into the kitchen. "Morning Squirt," he said conversationally.

"Morning," Amara answered quietly.

"You better not have finished the box," Kai said threateningly looking down at Amara's bowl of cereal. He sounded like a territorial child but Amara didn't comment. Kai shook the box and seemingly satisfied poured himself a bowl then joined Amara at the table.

They ate in a very tangible awkwardness. Amara could feel Kai's eyes on her but she couldn't bring herself to look at him.

"You're doing it again," Kai finally broke the silence.

"Doing what?" Amara mumbled her mouth still full of cereal. Kai smirked and Amara felt her face flare.

"Making things awkward by not talking to me," he replied matter of factly.

"Maybe I just have nothing to say to you."

"I highly doubt that," Kai said pointedly. "I know you too well." Amara turned her attention back to her food. "You have a million questions and opinions."

"It's early." It was a lame reason but Amara couldn't think of a witty reply.

"It's almost eleven." Amara could tell by Kai's tone that he was enjoying patronizing her. He had always enjoyed it.

"We talked last night, what more could I possibly have to say to you?" Amara asked. "Nothing much has happened from then to now."

"No, you're right. Nothings happened." Kai answered. There was no mistaking the teasing in his voice. He wanted her to have some reaction to the fact that they woke up in the same bed. Amara decided to take the bait.

"If you're talking about you spooning me last night, well that's nothing exciting," Amara said as if she were telling Kai how her day at school had been. Kai choked slightly on his mouthful of cereal. Amara couldn't help but smile. "Besides you were there. I don't really feel the need to give you an elaborate description."

"I really hate that word," Kai said after regaining use of his voice. "Well in that context at least. You spoon food into your mouth or spoon food on to your plate and you can also spoon a person. It's just a weird term."

"Well I think it's a great term," Amara replied.

"You would," Kai added under his breath.

Amara continued as if he hadn't said anything. "But that doesn't mean I want you spooning me."

"I'm devastated," Kai pouted giving Amara a big puppy dog look. "I thought I was good."

"You can't be good at everything." Amara patted his back in fake sympathy before pushing back her chair to leave the table.

HONK HONK!

"That's Jules. I gotta jet," Amara said with a wave in Kai's direction. He got up and followed her to the front door. Just as Amara stepped out onto the porch and felt a rush of fresh air, Kai spoke.

"So what are we doing tonight?" Kai's words stopped Amara immediately. He leaned on the door jam, arms crossed, as if he were daring her to refuse him.

"We…doing…tonight?" Amara mulled the words over. "I don't think we are doing anything together tonight."

"I think we are," Kai answered plainly. "If I'm not with you I might be inclined to drink and I don't think I can handle the temptation. I'm so easily tempted." He smirked. "I'm just too weak." He was now standing beside her. "You're the strong one." He grabbed her into a dramatic hug. "I can't do it without you."

"Enough," Amara snapped feeling exhausted already and it was only eleven thirty in the morning. She pushed back so her face wasn't in his chest. "I'll be here at seven."

"Aw, Squirt, You're the best." He pulled her into another hug.

"Yeah, too much of a saint for my own good."

Kai let Amara go and she walked to the Jules' car. She could feel her face flame as soon as she looked at Jules' knowing smile.

"Enjoyed the show did you?" Amara snapped after she closed the car door.

"Well aren't you too just getting along swimmingly." Jules' smile was broad.

"Best of friends," Amara replied through clenched teeth.

"What's got your knickers in a twist?" Jules asked somewhat dumbfounded. "I thought you wanted to be friends with him. What's your reason for hating him now?"

"I don't hate him." Jules raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Honestly, I don't hate him," Amara sighed. "I wish I did though. Hating him is so much easier than being in that horrible gray area."

"Oh the dreaded gray area. You've reached it have you?"

"Yes, and get this…" Amara paused dramatically for effect. "I'm hanging out with him tonight…again."

"You're making this a regular occurrence are you?" Jules chuckled.

"By the sounds of it yes, but I kind of did it to myself," Amara confessed. "I asked him to stop all the drinking and his solution is for us to spend time together because I'm the strong one."

"Oh, he's good, he's real good," Jules said in admiration.

"Unfortunately for me, he is," Amara groaned.

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Miss Wright