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Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Beyblade series.
Pairing: Pre-slash Takao x Max.
Summary:
Takao's cute, how he lies. His lies become reality.
"Takao! Where's your aim? Stop staring at Max so much!"
"It's not like I'm in love with Max or anything!" Takao stormed out of practice as soon as Hiromi accused him of having Max on the brain.
She didn't believe him.
Neither did Max.
It was a harmless little lie to shut her up. Not that Takao stuck around to hear what else Hiromi had to say!
Or not so harmless, since Takao felt crappy afterward, and Max had to excuse himself from practice as well just to confirm his friend would be back once he got it out of his system.
Takao was sitting with his soles together, buffing his ankles with his palms.
Max came inside, detached one of Takao's hands from the sock he was rubbing it against, and put Dragoon in the center of it.
Takao had rushed off without his Beyblade. That's how upset he was by Hiromi's stating of the facts.
"Hiromi-chan didn't intend to be mean, Takao."
Now there was a lie!
"I didn't mean to sound mean. To you, I mean. Max."
Max shook his head and ruffled the hair sticking out of Takao's cap. "Takao, ever since I've known you, this is what you do."
He honestly was at a loss trying to figure out what Max was referring to.
"You lied you had an awesome special move to beat me and Kai the next time you battled us. After we met?"
"Which I did!"
"Hahahahahahah! You make stuff up on the spot! But that's what I like about you, Takao! Your fighting spirit…You fight till your lies come true! I find that so cute of you!"
Cute?
"You're not in love with me or anything, right? Takao, I can't wait till you overcome that one!"