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The Best of Both Worlds

Cassidy's Point of View

I needed something to do. I was sitting there. Yeah, that's it. JUST SITTING THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The only thought I had was kick the crap outta Kai. That, and I wonder what my friends are doing now...

Urgh. Kai was totally paying for this. In fact...

"KAI!!!!!"

Said beyblader came sprinting into the room. "What? What is it? Did you start bleeding again? What's the problem?" he said in a rushed, panicked voice.

Haha. Little did he know, I was skipping around the room earlier. I was totally better, just scratched up a bit with a sprained wrist. I could deal with that, but NO! Mr. Macho Kai wouldn't let me go. So...

"Kai-sykins, could you come here for a minute?" I said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

"Sure." Stupid.

He came closer, to the side of the bed next to where I was laying, to be exact. I beckoned him to lean towards me with my finger. Doing so, I waited until he was just close enough to...

"CAN I GET OUT OF BED NOW?!" I yelled into his ear.

He literally flew backwards and hit the wall out of shock. Then he came charging back at me, looking lethal. "Why you little-"

"Oh no, Mr. Kai. You can't hurt me! I'm awweady hurt! Wook! And Kai-sykins wouldn't hurt somewon awweady hurt! Would he?" I said in a little baby voice.

Kai looked furious. To say the least.

I just laughed. I truly had the best of both worlds in this situation.

Hilary's Point of View

I wonder if Cassidy's told Kai she's-

"CAN I GET OUT OF BED NOW?!"

Never mind.

Kai came storming down the hall seconds later. He flew into the kitchen to the fridge, threw it open, searched its contents, then screamed in frustration, "TYSON!"

"He isn't here, Kai. Maybe I can help?" I asked.

"Grr... maybe YOU can understand her," he growled.

"Her? Oooh. Okay. What's wrong?"

"She.. ugh. She'll do the weirdest things! Did you just hear her yell a minute ago?"

"Yeah, that was kinda hard to miss, there."

"Well, she yelled it in my ear."

"Ouch."

"Do you know why?"

"Is that a rhetorical question?"

"No."

"Well then, I think I know."

"What is it then?!"

"The complex, inner workings of a girl's mind."

"Hilary..."

"Okay fine! She's bored, Kai! Don't you understand that? Not all of us are the mysterious brooding type like you are! We like to do stuff! Get out! Go play! Get some fresh air! We don't like sitting in bed all day!"

"But she's hurt!"

"She's fine! You didn't see it! She was skipping this morning!"

"WHAT?! WHEN?!"

"While you were taking a walk. She skipped into the kitchen and made breakfast for everyone."

"She is so dead."

And right before I was going to say something in her defense, he turned on his heel and stomped out the door.

Oh she's toast in Kai's eyes.

Kai's Point of View

Oh, she's done for. I'm going to chain her to that bed and give her nothing but oatmeal for a week! Muahahahahaha.

Wait. Will she even be here a week? Hmm... I probably should have thought about all of this before I demanded that she stay...

End POV

So while Kai was silently brooding to himself, Miss Cassidy was silently brooding as well. Except her brooding ended after about a minute or so, because she had come to a conclusion. She flicked back the covers, turned her body, then placed her feet on the floor and stood up. She snuck to the door, took a peek outside, then flew back to the bed upon seeing Kai coming down the hallway. She quickly rearranged the covers, then closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Kai let himself into the room, then slowly made his way over to the bed. Sitting down on it, he softly said, "I know you're not asleep."

"Dang."

He quietly chuckled to himself, then looked at the girl in front of him. She was looking at him with shining green eyes while her brown hair cascaded down over her shoulders as she sat up, ever-so-slightly wincing, but Kai caught it.

"It still hurts, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, a little, but just the one on my stomach, and of course it'll hurt pushing up with a sprained wrist," she answered.

"Here, let me help," Kai said, actually being nice and not just reserved for once. After getting Cassidy situated, he sat next to her on the bed. "Anything I can get you?"

"Can I get up now?" she hesitantly asked, wondering if the stunt she pulled earlier would cost her.

"Sure, but only if you let me walk with you. I don't want you to fall again."

"Okay," she agreed. She turned herself to the side of the bed and put her feet on the ground. He put his arm around her waist, and together they stood up, Cassidy momentarily leaning on Kai for support as she found her balance. She stood for a few seconds, then wobbled again. She would have crashed, had Kai not been there.

"You know what, I'm just going to carry you," he told her, sweeping her off of her feet.

"Haha, my knight in shining beyblades," Cassidy laughed. The corners of Kai's mouth lifted a little, then settled back into their customary frown.

"Where to?" Kai asked.

"Just to the living room. Most of the stuff that goes around here happens there."

He carried her to the living room, then deposited her onto the couch. Sure enough, Tyson and Hilary seemed like they were about to get into another fight.

"Stay and watch with me?" Cassidy asked Kai.

"Eh, not like I haven't seen it before, but okay," he replied, sitting down on the couch next to her. As if on cue, the moment Kai got settled, Hilary and Tyson started full out yelling at each other.

"Haha, I wish I had popcorn!" Cassidy told a smirking Kai.

A few minutes later, the fight ended. Hilary had chased Tyson out with a broom, and was now halfway down the block with no intention of stopping any time soon. 'Hah,' Cassidy laughed to herself. 'And to think I told Tyson earlier today that Hilary's defense's were down today...'

Cassidy and Kai sat next to each other on the couch for about six seconds after Hilary left chasing Tyson before getting bored. Well, Cassidy anyway. If Kai was, he didn't show it. Anyway, Cassidy decided to dive her hand into the couch cushions, looking for the remote.

"You'll never find it," Kai said smugly.

"And why is that?"

"Because no one ever can."

"No one except me! Found it!" I triumphantly pulled the slightly dust-covered remote out of the squishy cushions and threw it onto Kai's lap. "Told ya!"

Kai gave her a smirk, then turned the tv on to the most random channel for him EVER: the style network.