Sorry it took so long but I was on vacation in Italy! No computer access. (Bad excuse I know)
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.
"This is where you live?" Sara asked.
The Bladebreakers and Sara were standing in front of a small two-story house that the BBA had rented for the team. It was a wooden house with a wrap-around porch and a small garden. The house was painted white and the shutters were blue.
Max walked up to the front door and unlocked it.
The Bladebreakers were about to enter the house when Sara called out: "Wait."
Annoyed they turned around.
"What now?" Ray growled; he still hadn't forgiven her for the incident in the shopping mall.
"Who'll carry my bag?" Sara asked smiling sweetly at them.
"You'll carry it yourself," Kai ordered.
"No," she crossed her arms, "You're carrying it. And I'm waiting out here till you do."
She leaned against the streetlight. The Bladebreakers looked at each other.
"Don't do it," Tyson whispered, "just sit it out."
"No duh," Ray whispered back.
They settled down on the porch to wait.
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An hour later Kai looked up. He'd been staring at the ground, counting blades of grass. Something had just occurred to him.
"Why are we sitting here?" he asked getting up, "we can just leave her here to rot!"
The others exchanged a glance. This hadn't even occurred to them. How embarrassing! Ray got up first, followed by Max and Tyson.
Before they went into the house the Bladebreakers gave one last look to Sara. She was still at the pole, sitting on the small patch of grass in front of it now. When she saw that they were looking at her she gave them a sarcastic smile.
That did the rest. The boys marched inside and slammed the door shut.
It was Ray's turn to cook dinner, which meant that there would actually be something cooked tonight instead of microwaved or ordered-in. The young Chinese opened the window as he flipped through the cookbook. When he had found the right page he looked up and out the window.
Sara was still sitting at the lamppost but now there was a man standing by her. He looked concerned and listened closely to Sara as she told him something with teary eyes. When she started pointing towards the house he began casting dirty angry looks at it.
Ray panicked.
"KAI!" He yelled running out of the kitchen, "MAX! TYSON!"
They came running towards him, "Ray, what's wrong."
Ray took a deep breath to steady him. He had to calm down.
"She'stalkingtoamanoutsideandhelooksasifhewasabouttokillusandIthinkthatifwedon'tgetSara
insidehe'llcallthepolice," Ray explained.
"Ah," they looked at him uncomprehendingly, "can you repeat that more slowly please?"
"She's talking to a man outside and he looks as if he was about to kill us and I think that if we don't get Sara inside he'll call the police," Ray repeated himself slowly and carefully.
"Aaaahhhh," it looked as if his teammates had finally understood.
"Are you sure it's that bad?" Tyson asked. He strolled over to the door. (They're standing in the hallway.) Quietly he opened the door and looked outside.
WHAM! Tyson slammed the door closed again and click…click…click turned the key around in the lock. Then he stood with his back to the door, breathing heavily.
"He saw me," Tyson said close to panicking, "He looked straight at me. I've never seen anyone so angry."
What in the world did Sara tell the guy?
"So who goes out to get her and her stupid bag?" Kai asked.
The others looked at each other: "How about you?"
Ray sighed. Then he brightened up. "I know! Let's draw straws!"
He ran out of the room and into the Kitchen. Before the others had time to react he was back with four straws in his hand.
"But Ray," Tyson pointed out, "You know which straw is which."
"Yes," Ray agreed, "but you three pick first I get the straw that's left so it doesn't matter if I know what straw not to pick. The one who gets the short straw has to go. You first?" He held the straws out to Tyson.
Hesitantly, Tyson took a straw. He started to laugh with relieve when he saw that his straw was a long one.
Max went next. He took his time deciding which straw to pick. When he finally pulled one out his eyes widened in horror. His straw was considerably shorter than Tyson's!
Max looked at his team with begging eyes. As much as they felt sorry for him none of them were willing to take his place. It was all up to Max.
Finally, after tears and tantrums (None of which had worked), the blond stepped outside. It was best he decided to go for damage limitation.
"Sara!" Max gushed, "what are you doing out here! We've been looking everywhere for you!"
He ran towards the gate of the garden. Sara looked at him perplexed. Her face was streaked with tears It appeared that she had been in the middle of telling a very sad story, most likely one in which she was the main character.
When Max reached Sara, he took her hand (Nearly making himself puke) and pulled her off the ground.
"Sweetheart," Max cried, disgusted at himself, "were you crying? You should have just come to the house! You know which one it is, don't you?"
Sara nodded dumbly, still trying to figure out what he was doing. Max turned to 'The Man'.
"Did she tell you a nice story? She has a lot of imagination," Max reached out and stroked Sara's head. This seemed to wake her from her daze.
Max, seeing the fire return to her eyes, quickly grabbed the bag, which was sitting next to Sara on the ground.
"Thank you for entertaining her!" he called to 'The Man', pulling Sara towards the house.
As soon as they were inside he dropped her hand and her bag and rushed off to find a bathroom and give his hands a good long scrubbing.
Sara was livid.
"You made me look like a complete idiot out there," she howled after Max, "I'm going to make you pay!"
"Your room is upstairs. First one on the right." said Kai, completely ignoring her threat to Max. Ray, Tyson and him had been watching the whole show from the kitchen window.
"What if I don't want that room?" Sara asked crossing her arms.
"Tough luck all the other rooms are taken," Kai went back into the kitchen leaving Sara standing in the hall, looking thoughtfully at the stairs.
That's all! I hope you enjoyed it. oh and the next chapter is written, I just have to type it up so it shouldn't take long.