A/N: Well, at last, here's the twelfth and final chapter. It's short but I hope it clues everything up (until next time that is lol). I wanna thank the people who have followed this series so far and I hope you will continue to follow it in the future. For more details on the series, please visit my profile. Also, I would like to note that I think this series gets better as it goes. That is to say; I believe the next story (Incomplete) is better then this one. Following that one is Inconsolable then Injection. But then again, that's all a matter of opinion. Anyway, enough rambling, I'll let you get on to reading lol. Again thank you everyone and I REALLY hope you like this one!! :)

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The day had finally arrived for all teams to head back home. Everyone was gathered in the main lobby of Villikosto's hotel, either collecting their things, making sure they were all ready to go, or -- as was so in most cases -- saying goodbye to their friends, both old and new.

"I'm going to miss you so much..." Keisha whispered as she hugged Max tightly.

The blonde hugged her back and rested his cheek atop her head.

"I'll miss you too..." He replied softly. "But I'll see you again soon. And I'll be talking to you tonight!"

Keisha smiled and and closed her eyes as the blonde gave her a gentle squeeze.

The happy little moment was interrupted however as a rather loud voice was heard from some ways away. Max and Keisha pulled away from each other and turned to the side to blink in confusion.

Some ways away, Victoria was once again pushing a very flustered Kage towards a certain White Tiger, only this time it was much harder as Kage was actually wearing her usual black boots (which evidently had much more grip then her shoes from the night before.

"Don't be such a wimp!" Victoria exclaimed irritably. "You're so brave and strong when it comes to everything else, but you can't talk to a boy! Come on!"

Keisha giggled and pulled away from Max to speak to her teammates.

"Come on, Tori! Leave her alone. She'll talk to him when she's ready."

Being distracted now, Victoria let go of Kage and opened her mouth to speak. However, that was all the purple-touched blader needed as she pulled away from the shorter brunette and rounded on her with a slightly angry expression.

Both Victoria and Keisha's eyes widened at the things Kage was saying and the small redhead even blushed a little. Max, however, simply blinked in confusion.

"Uhmmm... What'd she say?" The blonde asked his girlfriend, stilll not quite able to read the silent blader's language.

"You don't wanna know!" Keisha said pointedly. "But it wasn't very lady-like!"

The three watched in stunned silence as Kage stormed away from them, stalked up to the receptionist's desk, asked for a pad of paper and pen, and whirled around to stomp back towards, not them, but Mariah instead.

Mariah watched Kage approach a little wearily, still obviously a little peeved at the silent blader for 'stealing' Ray away the night before. When Kage had reached her, the silent blader gestured to the side, and after a slight hesitation, Mariah sighed and followed her.

Keisha and her companions weren't the only stunned ones as they watched Mariah and Kage curiously -- the other members of the White Tigers were also watching the two in confusion as well.

Everyone watched as Kage scribbled something onto the pad in her hand. When she turned it towards the pink-haired blader, Mariah read the words quickly before a huge grin spread across her face.

"OH!" She exclaimed suddenly. "Now I understand!"

Mariah turned and grinned at the boys close by, causing them to blink at her in bewilderment, before looking back at Kage with a toothy grin.

"Go for it!" The pink-haired blader said enthusiastically. "He's single!"

Kage's eyes widened slightly and she vigorously shook her head as a deep flush painted her face.

Nearby, Keisha and her companions looked on curiously, wondering why Mariah would be telling Kage to have a go with Ray when the Captain was supposed to be her love interest.

"Come on!" Mariah said cheerfully, taking Kage's hand and tugging on it insistently. "Come talk to him! He's really nice."

Kage looked ready to faint.

The silent blader slipped her hand from Mariah's and tapped her wrist, a gesture to say she had to go. As Kage turned and left, Mariah cupped her hands over her mouth and called after her.

"He doesn't have email or a phone, but you could find his address on the BBA website! I'm sure he'd love to receive a letter from you!"

Kage's entire body burned with a bright flush as she all but flew from the hotel lobby with her luggage in tow.

Keisha and Victoria blinked at the front doors long after Kage had disappeared through them. Finally, after a long silence, the two burst into laughter, unable to believe that their usually stoic and calm teammate could be so riled up with the thought of a confrontation with her crush.

Once they'd gotten over their laughter, Keisha turned to Max with a smile.

"We'd better be going." She said softly.

Max nodded and took her hand in his.

"OK. I'll walk you to the limo. I'm sure Kage and Demi are waiting for you."

The three, including Victoria, turned back towards the main doors and headed towards them. They'd almost reached them when a familiar voice caused them to stop.

"Hey! Wait up, bella!"

The three turned around and Victoria's expression darkened as they saw a familiar blonde European running towards them.

Victoria crossed her arms and snorted indignantly as the blonde stopped before her.

"What do you want, Enrique?" She asked bluntly.

Enrique gave her the most charming and suave smile he could produce.

"Why, I wanted to see you off of course." He replied charmingly. "I couldn't let you leave without seeing that beautiful face just one more time."

Victoria looked disgusted.

"I see. Well, you've seen, you've annoyed, you can go."

Enrique's expression slipped ever-so-slightly but quick as a flash he had recovered.

"I'm sorry, chica." He said sweetly. "I didn't mean to annoy you."

"Well. You did." Victoria replied bluntly. "And if you're not going to make yourself scarce, then allow me to show you how it's done."

That said, the brunette turned and walked away again.

"Wait!" Enrique called after her, desperately trying to keep up his air of charm. "You forgot to give me your number!"

Victoria stopped and looked over her shoulder, an unamused expression displayed across her beautiful features.

"Trust me playboy, I didn't forget."

Enrique looked completely dejected as he watched Victoria walk away and finally disappear through the front doors.

Keisha gave the blonde European a sympathetic look as she watched him watching her teammate.

"Poor guy." Max said with an amused grin, though it was obvious he felt very little, if any, sympathy for the other blonde.

Keisha smacked his arm but she was trying to resist an amused grin as well.

"Max! Be nice! The poor boy just got rejected -- badly!"

"Sorry." The blonde said simply.

Max bit his cheek but he looked ready to laugh.

Keisha opened her bag and pulled out a pen and piece of paper. She scribbled something onto it quickly before replacing the pen in her bag and approaching the bruised European.

"Here."

Enrique turned towards Keisha when she spoke to him and looked down at the paper she was offering him. After a slight hesitation, he took it and read it over. Another grin appeared on his face and he looked up at the redhead with the same suave expression he had so recently offered Victoria.

"Ah. When one door closes, another one opens."

Keisha wrinkled her nose at him, already beginning to regret her brash decision.

"It's not mine!" She replied indignantly. "That's Victoria's info! And don't make me regret giving it to you!"

Enrique's expression changed to one of mild shock. He looked down at the paper again, starred at it for a moment and finally looked up at the redhead with a genuine, happy smile.

"Thank you!" He replied, all forms of playfulness and practiced charm evaporated now.

Without another word, Enrique grinned, gave the couple across him a small wave, and bolted away to only Enrique-knows-where.

Keisha blinked after the European for a few moments before finally bursting into laughter and shaking her head.

"That guy is so weird!" She said with a laugh. Beside her, Max agreed.

"Yea... Enrique has his moments..." He said with a grin. "So, you think that was a good idea?"

Keisha laughed again and linked her hand with Max's.

"I guess we'll find out!"

Keisha paused as her and Max reached the limo that would take her and her team to the airport.

It was snowing.

The redhead looked up into the blonde's face as he starred down at her with an affectionate expression.

"I guess I'll see you.... soon."

Max gave her a warm smile and reached out to gently brush a copper curl away from her face.

"The snow suits you." He said softly, avoiding the comment. "You look so beautiful."

Keisha blinked up at him, noting how the snow flecked the blonde's hair and clothes just so, and wondered if she looked as adorable as he did just then.

"I really will miss you..."

Max starred into her eyes for a moment before slowly leaning down into her face. Keisha's eyes slid shut half-mast, ready to accept him, until a voice nearby stopped them yet again.

"Are you gonna get in or not? We've got a plane to catch."

Keisha looked over at the limo and frowned slightly at Demetra's face, visible through the now open window.

"I'm just saying goodbye to Max." She said pointedly. "The plane isn't going anywhere."

"Actually it is." Demetra replied bluntly. "In exactly ninety minutes. You can say goodbye on the way there."

Keisha blinked at her Captain in astonishment.

"You mean-?"

Demetra snorted humorlessly.

"Don't get all cutesy on me, Kei." She said with a hint of annoyance. "I said he could ride with us, I didn't say we were taking him home with us. Don't think I've suddenly grown a heart."

Keisha smiled slightly as the limo window slid back up again, showing hers and Max's reflection once more.

The redhead turned back to the blonde again and both smiled at each other.

"Come on." Keisha said softly. "Every little bit counts."

Max smiled and leaned down to press a tender kiss to the redheads lips before opening the limo door and sliding in next to her.

The image reflected in the small round portal window was eerie and creepy. It was a ghostly pale image due to the icy weather and one the brunette whom owned it wasn't used to.

"He's got some nerve..." Victoria mumbled to herself as she starred out the plane window.

Her reflection was replaced with a certain blonde one and the brunette growled in annoyance as she reached up to wipe the glass, as if that would make the face disappear.

"How many girls do you have wrapped around your little finger?" She whispered bitterly. "All wound around tightly the same way you tried to tie me. Well I'm not as dumb as all those bubbly bimbos! I won't fall for it!"

Suddenly a familiar sound rang through the air and Victoria looked down at the bag by her feet. Brushing her current thoughts aside, she bent over in her seat and reached down into the bag to extract her cell phone.

Brown brows furrowed in confusion as she starred at the number on her screen. Unable to control her curiosity, the brunette opened the mysterious text message.

"One last thing to remember me by!" Victoria quietly read aloud.

When she scrolled down, she made a face at the picture displayed on the screen. It was a picture of a particular blonde, winking and blowing a kiss at her.

Scowling, the brunette's fingers flew across the screen as she replied to the offending message.

"How the hell did you get my number???" She texted back.

No more then a minute later she got a response.

"A little birdie told me. ;)"

Victoria starred at the screen in confusion, wondering who knew both her and Enrique and whom would be dumb enough to give him her number.

Just when Victoria was composing a response message to ask 'what birdie?', Keisha plopped down into the seat next to her with a cheerful smile.

Suddenly, something inside clicked and Victoria scowled at her teammate.

"You." She stared simply.

Keisha blinked at the brunette in confusion.

"Me?"

"Yes you."

Keisha starred at Victoria.

"Um... what'd I do?"

Without a word, Victoria thrust her cell phone into Keisha's face and the redhead's eyes crossed trying to see it. Taking it into her own hands and looking at the screen, she grinned at the message and picture displayed on it.

"Oh, that." She said with a wide grin. "That's adorable, Tori!"

Victoria narrowed her eyes slightly.

"So you admit to it!!"

Keisha's grin widened and she shrugged playfully.

"Guilty as charged!"

"Keisha! If I wanted him to have my number, I would have given it to him!"

Keisha laughed.

"Chill. It's not like he's some stalker or something! He's a famous beyblader for heaven's sake! Relax will ya."

Victoria frowned and grumbled to herself before looking back down at her cell and forming another response to Enrique. When he replied, Keisha leaned over to see the words on the screen and read aloud.

"Farewell, bella. Parting is such sweet sorrow."

Keisha grinned goofily.

"AWE! That's so cute!" Keisha cooed dreamily.

Victoria made a face.

"That's lame." She said bluntly. "Even if I was interested in him, that is such a turn-off. It's the corniest thing I've ever heard! I mean, who says that kinda thing anymore??"

Keisha grinned and shook her head and it was at that moment that the pilot's voice came over the speakers, telling them they were about to take off.

Victoria, glad to have an excuse to avoid the European for a while, texted him back and told him what was happening. Before he could reply, she turned her cell off, stuffed it into her purse and shoved that roughly under her seat.

"Why don't you give him a chance?" Keisha said suddenly. Victoria turned to her with a frown.

"People like Enrique Giancarlo don't deserve a chance." She said simply. "Why should I risk my heart and feelings for someone who can't take his eyes off of each and every girl he comes in contact with?"

Keisha gave her a sympathetic look.

"Maybe he just needs someone to return his feelings." She suggested softly. "Someone who really cares about him for him rather then his fame or money."

Victoria frowned and turned to look out the window.

"I doubt it." She said simply. "I know his kind."

Keisha sighed but said nothing else.

Victoria focused her attention back on the scenery outside. She smiled as she saw a certain sapphire-eyed blonde waving at her with an affectionate smile from the window of the airport.

Enrique.

Perhaps he wasn't so bad after all? Perhaps Keisha was right?

Victoria smiled warmly at the teen, but her smile faded into a frown when she realized something very important.

The brunette turned to look at Keisha only to find the redhead smiling and blowing kisses at said blonde. Victoria turned back to the window and her frowned deepened.

The teen in the window wasn't Enrique, it was Max. And he wasn't waving at her, he was waving at Keisha.

Victoria turned away from the window and laid her head back against the seat, choosing to close her eyes to block out the images around her.

Why had she thought Max was Enrique? How could she have mistaken them so badly?

Of course, it was because of their distinctively similar coloring, that was it...

No it wasn't.

The brunette sighed and frowned deeply as her thoughts went from Keisha and her happiness with Max, to the European playboy whom was now plaguing her thoughts.

Her emotions were at war with each other. She felt jealousy toward her friend and what she had been gifted. She felt anger. Sadness.

But most shocking and distressing of all, she felt loneliness. Emptiness.

She wanted so badly to have what Keisha had.

"Snap out of it Victoria!" She scolded herself. "You'll find it one day. Don't bother to waste your time with that spoiled pretty boy!"

The brunette sighed and opened her eyes as she felt the plane begin to move. Looking out the window she watched the images outside fly by her in a blur as the plane prepared to take off.

Deep down, Victoria had to admit, that even if just a little, she wanted to give Enrique a chance. But she also knew that it would likely be a waste of her time. No matter how suave, charming or sincere the blonde appeared, she knew what he was like and she knew that to waste time on him was a foolish mistake.

"In the end it all comes down to one thing; he's a good actor. He's experienced and he knows just what to do and say. No girl will ever have that kind of happiness with Enrique... least of all me."

That was true.... wasn't it?

She wasn't going to waste time on useless things. She'd find her happiness again and it was going to be with someone other then Enrique, and she'd laugh at herself for ever letting him get to her......!

Right?

Victoria sighed and frowned again. She might not know much about her current situation, but there was one thing she definitely knew for sure.

Only time would tell.