Hey! Chapter's up, though I don't have much to say, so on with the story.

P.S.- I disclaim the book "Losing Forever."

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Prince Tyson

Hilary sighed as she stared up at the night sky. The sight was beautiful. Every star twinkled at its own rhythm, smiling down at her. They almost felt alive to her, and she wanted to wave to them and cry out a greeting.

The night was comfortable. Warm breezes played with her hair, and the trees danced to her amusement. All was quiet, but it was a welcoming silence, filled with whispering voices, laughing happily.

Hilary walked across the porch and sat at one of the steps. A pleasant shiver ran through her, and she brought herself in a cuddle. Then she thought of Tyson, and her heart warmed. She wasn't surprised though; he'd been on her mind quite a lot lately. It was hard to believe they had only been together for a few days, because ever since, they've been nearly inseparable. Hilary smiled at the thought.

"Hi Hilary."

Hilary jumped at the sound of the voice. She looked up to see someone standing in front of the house, a small distance away. Hilary squinted her eyes, before recognizing who it was.

"Oh, hello Jade," she said, beckoning Jade over to sit beside her. "Why are you up so late?"

"I'd ask you the same thing," Jade replied.

"I guess I couldn't sleep."

"Same here," Jade looked up at the sky, just as Hilary had, with a deep look in her eyes.

"So, you're a nighttime person?" Hilary asked.

Jade nodded. "Yeah. I like losing myself in the stars before they put me to sleep," after a pause, she said, "Time flies, huh?"

"What are you saying?" Hilary asked.

"Well, if you haven't noticed already, there's only a week left until you guys leave."

Hilary thought about this. "You're right…what with so much going on, I didn't even notice…"

"I don't think anyone else did either," Jade said. "I'll miss you guys when you leave."

"Well, there's still a lot of time…," Hilary said.

"Yeah, I guess…," said Jade. Another pause. Then, "Is it nice having a boyfriend?"

Hilary was slightly taken aback by the question. "Uh…why?"

"Just wondering…," Jade gazed at her hopefully. Hilary smiled.

"Yeah, it is nice. Really nice…"

"How nice?"

Hilary pondered on the question. "It's…nice to know that there's someone out there who cares for you, and thinks of you all the time...someone who understands you when no one else does. Someone who knows exactly what to do when something goes wrong, and would do anything in the world to put a smile on your face…that's how nice it is."

"That's sweet," Jade said.

"Did you ever want a boyfriend?" Hilary asked.

"I had one already."

Hilary was surprised. "Really?"

"Yeah, back at our village. But we broke up, and it wasn't really much," Jade said, and then rolled her eyes after seeing Hilary's shocked face. "I might look like a ten-year-old, but don't forget, I'm only a year younger than you."

Hilary sweat-dropped. "Yeah…sorry…"

"It's alright...," Jade said, looking suddenly nervous. She then asked, "Um…does Kenny have a…girlfriend…?"

Hilary looked at her companion curiously. "No…why, are you hoping to go out with him?"

Jade blushed. "I'm not sure…"

Hilary grinned. "I'm sure he'd love to."

"You think?" Jade asked, and Hilary nodded. Jade stared back up at the sky, only this time with a hopeful smile playing at her lips, as if wondering whether it should show itself or not. She sighed pleasantly, and then asked, "Hilary, did you ever want to beyblade?"

"Why do you ask all these questions?" said Hilary, yet again taken aback by another sudden question.

"Just to make conversation," Jade replied. "I don't like awkward silences."

Hilary laughed. "I see," she then gazed at the stars dreamily. "Yeah, I did want to beyblade once. Really badly, too. I remember it was when I first joined the team, when the guys didn't really accept me as a member, especially Tyson. Once we got into a fight about it, even. Tyson said there was no point in me being with them, since I couldn't even spin a blade. That got me really upset."

"Bummer," Jade interrupted. "And he's actually your boyfriend now? I wonder how that came to be."

Hilary laughed before continuing. "Soon after he apologized, though, and became a lot friendlier. And I felt like I was truly a part of the team, so I didn't really mind that I didn't know how to beyblade."

Jade nodded. "They're really nice guys, then, huh?"

"Yeah. Like family…," Hilary said. She then stretched her arms, yawning.

"You should get some sleep," Jade suggested.

"Yeah…I think I'll go up now. What about you?" Hilary asked, as she stood up and walked towards the front door.

"I think I'll sit here for a while longer."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah…nice talking to you, Hilary."

"You, too Jade. See you in the morning." And with that, Hilary walked into the bedroom, and within seconds, drifted off to sleep.

XxX

It took Mariah only two steps into the guest house to get Tyson on his feet and confronting her about Hilary.

"Where is she?" he demanded her, barely giving her space to breathe.

"Um…where's who…?" Mariah said, confused, and startled by the sudden confrontation.

"Who else?" Tyson said impatiently, as if it were the stupidest question ever asked. Mariah still didn't realize who he was referring to. In fact, she was more concerned about the fact that she was about to trip down the front steps of the porch if Tyson were to force her down.

"Hilary!!" he yelled in her face. If it weren't for her being a girl, he would've grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her.

But then Mariah's temper rose. "If you could just move back a bit…," she smiled at him threateningly, while poking him in the ribs so he could take a few steps back, "I could tell you where your girlfriend is."

Tyson obeyed, rather annoyed with her.

"Thank you. Now where was I…," Mariah said, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

"You were gonna tell me where Hilary is…," Tyson told her.

"Ah…yes," Mariah said, keeping the scary smile that Tyson was completely oblivious to, "but before I do…" her face turned into something similar to a banshee, which, in Tyson's opinion, was a great comparison, especially since he realized she was about to sound like one, too.

"JUST WHO EXACTLY DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, BOMBARDING ME WITH YOUR STUPID CONCERNS FIRST THING IN THE MORNING, MR. BIGSHOT? I HOPE YOU DON'T THINK YOU OWN ME, BECAUSE IF YOU DO, YOU'LL BE SO DAMN SORRY THOSE SICKENING THOUGHTS EVEN ENTERED YOUR HEAD--"

"I don't think I own you! I was just asking--"

"JUST ASKING? YOU WERE DEMANDING ME FOR HER WHEREABOUTS! DEMANDING! YOU SO DO NOT KNOW WHO YOU'RE DEALING WITH--"

"I'm sorry, okay! There's no need to--"

"NO NEED?! I HAVE TO GET THIS THROUGH YOUR THICK HEAD! IF YOU THINK THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR YOU, THEN YOU BETTER THINK TWICE NOW BEFORE YOU--"

"Whoa, Mariah, chill! What's happening here?" Rei asked.

"I think…my eardrums just burst…but…other than that, I'm…feeling…great," Tyson said to Rei, who had come outside to see what all the commotion was about. A huffing Mariah stood glaring at Tyson, who backed away from her, frightened.

"Uh…Mariah?" Rei said.

"…She's still at my place…said she was still tired…," Mariah said. Tyson stared at her questioningly, before it hit him that she was speaking of Hilary.

"Oh…alright…thanks…," Tyson jumped down the stairs as quickly as possible, fast enough to get away from Mariah. Inwardly, he wondered how Rei could fall for someone like that…

XxX

Running up to the White Tiger house, Tyson found the door to be open and went inside. He silently tip-toed his way into the kitchen, where he found Hilary making herself tea. Once he was right behind her, he placed his hands over her eyes.

Hilary let out a gasp, and quickly kicked him hard in the shin, making him stumble.

"Ouch!" Tyson yelled, clutching his leg in pain while hopping on the other foot. "What was that for?"

"Oh! Tyson, its you!" Hilary cried in realization.

"Yeah, I think I figured that out already," Tyson said, grabbing a chair from the dining table and seating himself to massage his hurt shin.

Hilary pulled out her own chair and sat next him. "Tyson, I am so sorry," she apologized. "I thought you were a burglar, or…"

"And the possibility of me never crossed your mind?" Tyson asked her. She shook her head no.

"Well, you shouldn't have scared me like that," she said, defending herself, "how'd you get in, anyway?"

"You left the door open, smarty."

Hilary watched him carefully. His face showed him to be frustrated. "Tyson, don't be mad."

"I'm not mad."

"Yes, you are.

"No, I'm not."

"Yes."

"No."

"Tyson, look at me," Hilary said. He didn't wish to comply, but she waited and stared at him until his eyes couldn't help but meet hers, locking their gaze. Then, "You looked real funny hopping around like that, you know."

He seemed angry at first, but then his face broke into a reluctant smile, and they both burst out laughing. So for the next hour, the pair sat there talking cheerfully with each other, and Tyson told her about his encounter with Mariah that morning, which got Hilary crying with laughter, finding it hilarious. Then, Hilary told him of her conversation with Jade the night before.

"Well, well," Tyson said, impressed after having heard about Jade's feelings for Kenny. "Looks like the Chief's finally got girls after him."

That earned him a slap on the shoulder. "What?" he asked Hilary.

"You make it sound as if Kenny is unattractive!"

"Well, I can't tell if he's attractive or not!"

Hilary rolled her eyes. "You're so conceited."

"How am I being conceited?"

Hilary turned to face him. "You can't think you're the only good looking guy there is!"

"Well, no…but you think so, don't you?" Tyson asked her with a grin. "That I'm the best looking guy there is?"

Hilary was silent for a moment, eyes focused at her tea. "Different people have different tastes…," she finally said.

"Ha!" Tyson jumped up, the pain in his leg suddenly vanished, and cried, "You do think I'm the best looking guy there is! Ha ha ha! I knew it!"

"Tyson…," began Hilary, who was blushing into her tea.

"Yeah?"

"Shut up," she said, but she was smiling nonetheless. Tyson leaned down to kiss her.

"You're so cute when you're embarrassed," he said, sitting back down in his chair after they parted lips. Hilary let out a murmur of protest, but Tyson ignored that. Then he noticed a printed out sheet of paper lying on the table before him. "What's this?"

"Hmm?" Hilary looked up to see what he was looking at. "Oh, that. I tried getting some info on the Golden Blade, but I didn't really get much."

"Oh…when did you do this?" he asked.

"Yesterday. When you went off beyblading with the guys, I decided to check it out at an internet cafe."

"Smart idea…" Tyson said, beginning to read.

"Yeah, well…I can't believe no one else cared about it, though," she said, referring to when she and Tyson had told Mariah and the others about their encounter at the beyblading shop. It turned out that none of them had ever heard of such a thing as a 'Golden Blade', and insisted that the store owner must've just given the name to his favourite blade or something like that.

"Well…after reading this, I can't blame them," Tyson said, looking up from the paper. "Sounds like there's no such thing as a Golden Blade."

"Ugh, Tyson do you ever listen? I said I couldn't get any good stuff on it. All that paper has is how some low life idiot decided to paint all his kitchen knives a golden colour…I don't even know why someone would bother putting that up on the net, either," Hilary said.

"So then why'd you print it?"

"I hadn't read it before I printed."

"Smart, Hilary…"

"Shut up!" she snatched the paper away from Tyson, who was guffawing in amusement. "Its not funny! I got influenced by the title, okay?"

"Right Hil…great excuse!" Tyson said, still laughing. Hilary was about to retaliate, when a knock on the door made them both jump.

"Who could that be?" Hilary wondered aloud.

"I'll go see," Tyson said. He walked out of the kitchen and into the sitting room, where he peeked through the window. It was a mob of girls. A mob of screaming girls with signs that said, 'We Love Tyson' on them.

"What the…?" Tyson quickly shoved the curtains closed, heart thumping. He shouldn't be seen by them…

"Who is it?" Hilary called from the kitchen. Tyson didn't know how to answer her, so she came to see for herself. Standing beside an awestruck Tyson by the window, she pulled the curtains open a little. "Oh…my…"

Just then, a familiar voice boomed out through a loudspeaker. "Tyson! We know you're in there, and you must come out!"

"Airi…," Hilary muttered, clenching her fists. "What is she doing here?!" Sure enough, a girl with dark hair flowing gracefully behind her ran up to the front with a loudspeaker. Tyson gulped.

"Tyson!" Airi called out, "for more than a year, the 'Prince Tyson' fan club has been dreaming of seeing you in person. We will not let this chance of meeting our beloved pass by us!"

"Oh, please," Hilary said, annoyed. "'Prince Tyson'? And I thought the guy with the knives was a low life."

Tyson let out a nervous chuckle. "Hehe…yeah…"

Hilary looked at him. "Don't tell me you're afraid of these people! Just go out there and tell them to be off…" she grabbed him by the arm and literally dragged him to the door. Opening it, she gave him a slight push.

At once, deafening screams came from the crowds as they snatched Tyson and brought him into the middle of everyone. Hilary watched as he simply stood there, frightened by the batting of eyelids and stepping away from those who were applying thick lipstick. Hilary's temper rose.

"Hey!" she cried, entering the mob. "Get away from him!"

"And who are you to tell us what to do?" a sneering voice came from the crowd.

"That's Hilary," Airi appeared, glaring at Hilary. "She claims to be Tyson's girlfriend."

Angry screams came from the crowds after those words, as Hilary was bombarded. But before she could push them off, four beyblades came spinning out of nowhere, and the girls, frightened for their nails, ran for safety under a large tree only a small distance away. Only Airi stayed put.

The blades spun back to the hands of Rika, Yumi, Mako and Jade. They stood glaring at Airi, with disgusted looks on their faces.

"And who are you?" Airi asked coldly. "Another fan club?"

Rika snorted. "For Tyson? Yeah, right."

"It's a shame how fandom goes beyond limits…," Yumi stated sadly.

"It gets scary sometimes," Mako added.

"Skip the lecture," Jade said, "Let's get 'em!"

Rika grabbed the back of Jade's shirt, pulling her back. "Sorry, squirt," she said, "we can't fight them like this."

Airi cackled out loud. "If you're not going to fight us, then what exactly do you plan to do?"

Mako smirked. "Its plain and simple," she said, pulling out her blade once more. "We're just gonna do…this!"

She launched her blade towards the tree under which the girls where hiding, making them jump. The other three sisters launched their own blades, and the fan club girls were so frightened they decided to leave.

"Hey!" Airi yelled after them. "You can't just leave like that!"

"Can we fight now?" Jade asked impatiently.

"Well," Rika began, turning to a nervous looking Airi, "let's ask our opponent if she's ready."

Airi glared at them hatefully. Taking a few steps back, she said, "I-I just had my manicure done this morning…" she stumbled on a stone, then, with one last glance at them all, ran back to whatever place she had come from.

Tyson, who had been watching the whole scene with his breath held, exhaled. He then turned to the sisters gratefully. "Thanks…a lot. I don't know what I would've done…"

Mako smiled at him. "Don't mention it, Tyson."

"Yeah," Rika said. "They were getting annoying, anyway."

"Hilary!" Jade said. "Are you okay?"

Hilary grinned at her. "Don't worry, I'm fine. Though I would've loved to give that Airi a nice knock out…"

The group laughed, and Tyson and Hilary caught each others' eyes, exchanging sweet looks.

"Oh, but look at the mess…," Yumi said, looking at the ground that was covered in posters and pink confetti. "Mariah isn't gonna like this, right in front of her house…"

"I'll clean it up," Hilary said. But Tyson objected.

"No way, Hil," he said, taking her hand and walking her to the front door. "I won't let you suffer because of me. I'll do the cleaning."

"And I'll help," Mako added.

"Oh, Tyson…," Hilary began.

"You can thank me later," he said softly, giving her a small kiss on the cheek. Hilary smiled as he went back down to the sisters. She then closed the door and went into the kitchen. Her leftover tea was cold. She looked at the clock. It was 12:46 a.m. She didn't want to go rest or anything, since she wasn't tired…

Hilary went upstairs and opened up her bag. Inside was a book she had brought with her, called Losing Forever. She brought it out and, lying down on her bed, opened it and was soon lost in its own world.

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"Hilary?" Mariah opened her bedroom door to find Hilary reading a book. "There you are…you missed lunch."

"Did I?" Hilary rose from where she lay, rubbing her eyes. "I guess I lost track of time…" Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Mariah watching her strangely. "What is it?"

"Hilary, did you and Tyson…you know …break up…?"

Hilary stared at her friend, startled. "What? Of course not. Why?"

Mariah's eyes widened. "Then…oh, no…Hilary…"

"Mariah, what is it? What's wrong?" Hilary asked, standing up. Mariah looked at the floor and shook her head. "Does it have to do with Tyson?" Hilary asked her.

"Hilary…I saw…," Mariah tried to say, but wasn't able to get the right words.

"Saw what?" Hilary asked, getting concerned.

Mariah sighed. "I wouldn't be a good friend if I didn't tell you…so go ahead and see for yourself. The scene downstairs. But I'm not going with you…I don't want to see how you'd take it. But all I can say is…" Mariah looked at Hilary with sincere eyes, "I'm really sorry…"

"Mariah…," Hilary began, but she was cut-off.

"No," Mariah said. "Just, go…and see…"

Hilary wanted to ask more questions, but then decided to just do what Mariah said. And besides, her curiosity was beginning to get impatient…just what was it about Tyson that made Mariah talk like that? And, why had she asked if the two of them had broken up?

Hilary raced down the steps. Nearing the door, she took a quick glance out the window. The mess that had been there earlier on was cleared. She grabbed the doorknob, swung the door open and—

She froze. Every cell in her body seemed to have stopped moving. Except her heart; her heart was beating faster than it ever had.

Tyson was standing there, not too far from the house. He looked fine, other than that one little detail that changed everything for Hilary. Tyson's arms were wrapped around the waist of someone, in a tight embrace. And that same someone had her lips practically glued to his. As Hilary watched, Tyson's eyes met hers. He broke his mouth away from Mako's, though their lips were still mere inches apart. His face broke into a wide smirk.

And with every moment that passed with their gazes locked, a piece of Hilary's heart shattered into a sharp and painful shard, which slowly ripped at a piece of her soul.

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I hope you liked the chapter. I got the whole 'Prince Tyson' thing from the 'Prince Yuki fan club' in Fruits Basket, though I doubt it was as humorous…

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