Sentences/ words that are boldand in italics, are direct thoughts.

Random italic words in a sentence are emphasis.

"Italics with speech marks" signify that what is being said within the speech marks is some distance away.

Bold is Onomatopoeia.

"Bold, italic, and speech marks" signify telepathic speech.


It's been so long, I'll remind people that the key doesn't always apply to all fics.

I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed, and thanks for saying I'm a good author, lvk, I don't think I am, though, but I want to be, so I'm trying harder, plotting and sticking to it! I managed to plot out the rest of this fic, I wanted it to be quite long, but it looks like it's going to be shorter than I planned, but that's the way it's flowing so I can't change it. Maybe on another fic.


If anyone actually thinks I own beyblade, then they obviously know nothing about it, or the meaning of fanfic.
Chapter 5- Mistakes and Corrections

Kai didn't see her much over the next couple of days, a flash here and there of her swiftly moving around a corner- probably to avoid him. She seemed to have changed her schedule slightly, cleaning his room when she knew he would be training.

She didn't appear to be avoiding Ian, however, when the boys were alone together, he couldn't stop talking about her, how nice she was, how caring- and Kai found himself hanging onto every word wanting to know more about her.

He realised he didn't know much about her at all- just that she was a girl, helped him when he was hurt and didn't want to show him what sex was, yet she looked at him in a way that made him all shivery inside.

"She likes purple," Ian said proudly, running his fingers through his deep purple locks. "And she says I'm cute."

Kai looked down at his hands, resting on his knees and had a sudden wish that she would tell him he was cute- though he wasn't entirely sure what she meant by the word.

"Oh, and she said something about you, Kai," Kai's head jerked up at Ian's comment. "Something about not talking to you until you start behaving better." Ian paused. "What did she mean by that?"

To everyone's surprise, Kai moved closer to Ian and bowed before him. "I…ah… wanted to apologise, for being mean all those times and saying you had a big nose."

Ian smiled at him. "That's okay. I know you didn't mean to hurt me. Besides, you were telling the truth, and I'm okay with it. She's taught me about accepting yourself the way you are."

Kai blinked, he couldn't believe how easy that was, he'd been agonizing for days about apologising to Ian, hoping he'd accept it so he could start being nicer to him. He was surprised about how could that made him feel, he found he liked the idea of being a nice person.

He was still thinking about it that afternoon after he had helped Ian adapt his beyblade, enabling him to win more often than he had been doing, and to actually beat Kai. It also meant that Kai got the beating Ian usually received, but he didn't mind, in fact, he felt- like he was floating, maybe even a bit dizzy- was this happiness?

Yes. He thought, as the door to his room opened, and the feeling multiplied as she walked in.

"Oh, Kai," she whispered, hand on his cheek. "I heard what you did- apologised, helped Ian, and I wanted to tell you that I'm very proud of you."

Kai just looked up at her with his glorious eyes. "Ian said you thought he was cute, what did you mean, anyway?"

"It means I like the way Ian looks."

"Do you think I'm cute?"

Kai looked so hopeful, she wanted to stifle a giggle. He looked extra cute at that moment. "Yes," she replied. "Cute and nice."

"Good," Kai said sleepily, taking her hand and curling up with it like a child would with a teddy bear. "I think you're cute, too." With that, he fell asleep, leaving her standing over him, a shy smile curving her mouth.


Hope that was okay despite it's length, that was a sort of go between, little stepping stone chappie, anyway, I'm off to write the next one.