Hello again, sorry iv taken so long to update, oh and thanks to people who read and reviewed, I'm glad you liked it.

Anyway on to the chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade….big surprise

2004 – Friday 9th July – 1:20pm

The charcoal scratched across the paper leaving a thick black smudge. It continued downwards creating a zig-zag pattern. Takao looked up from his charcoal pictures to the zig-zag patterned vase filled with an assortment of flowers at the front of the class. Feeling a presence behind him he turned his gaze away from the vase to his art teacher who was examining his art.

She smiled brightly "Beautiful work Kinomiya-kun"

"Thanks sensei" he smiled back, happy at he praise he received.

Turning back to his picture he continued with the vase pattern. Looking back up at the vase he found his teacher standing in the way smiling towards the other students. She coughed lightly gaining the attention of the class.

"Now student, as you may already know the September school festival is almost here," the class began to fill with whispers "Now now, I would love to be able to present everyone's art work. It would mean a great honour to our class, and to myself, if you all submitted, at least, one piece of work for the day."

"Are we allowed to submit more then one?" someone interrupted.

"There's a maximum of five pieces each" the teacher continued "If you would like to have your art work displayed you'll need to fill out one of these form for each art. There's also a dead line, you need to have your work and everything in at least 3 days before the festival otherwise it wont be accepted"

The class erupted into excitement chatter on what they had just learned.

"Neh, Takao?" a boy next to him called out "Think you'll submit something?"

"Hmm, maybe. I wouldn't know what to do" Takao scrunched his face in thought "What about you, Shiro?"

Shiro beamed cheekily "I already know what I'm going to do" he chuckled in an almost perverted way.

Takao laughed back nervously to his classmate before concentrating back on his teacher who had began talking again.

"I'll leave the forms here on my table so when you leave feel free to take one," She pointed to a pile of papers on her desk "I do hope you'll all take one, but don't be pressured. It's up to you. Okay that's all I wanted to say, class is almost over so you may start to pack up now"

With that said everyone got up and started to pack away their things.

~*~


"Takao!" Takao turned around after hearing his name to see Hiromi and Kenny running towards him.

"When did you guys get back? I thought you weren't coming home untill another week?" he questioned as they reached him.

"The camp had to be cut short because of the snow storm coming up" Hiromi informed him.

"What!?" Takao looked shocked "Snow storm? Its not even winter yet, man the weather is really out of wack lately"

"It is strange, raining in the middle of summer is one thing but snow storms?"Hiromi agreed,"Do you know what's going on Kenny?"

"Not at all, even Dizzy can't figure it out" he glanced down at the computer in his arms "Not to sound negative, but a lot of bad things have been happening since the war started."

At Kenny's words Takao and Hiromi went quiet the atmosphere around then suddenly growing dark and tense.

"Takao what's that?" Kenny changed the subject looking at the art form in his hand.

"Oh, it's a form to fill out, to enter art work in the festival"

"Are you going to enter something?" the tension from earlier lifted and Hiromi's face held a smirk "Who would have thought that Kinomiya Takao could do something other then beyblading. And be good at it." She laughed

"Hey! I can do heaps of other things beside beyblading and drawing you know?" Takao started to yell, inviting Hiromi to start an argument.

Kenny quickly interrupted before Hiromi started to yell back "Takao don't you have class? We should be getting back to the bus too Hiromi, to get our bags"

"Oh yeah" Takao exclaimed, almost forgetting where he was.

Grabbing his books for his literacy class the three began to walk towards the entrance of the school were the bus was located.

"Will you be at school next week?" he asked before they separated.

"Yeah, most likely. It's not like their going to continue the camp now." Kenny said sadly, unhappy about missing out on the science camp.

"Don't be to upset Chief, you still got two weeks off school" Takao laughed while Kenny tried to argue that he was more upset on missing the learning experience, "Anyway, ill see you guys later" Takao waved goodbye as he ran down the school corridor heading towards his class.

"Do you think he's okay?"Kenny looked up at Hiromi who was watching Takao retreating form.

"I don't know Kenny. I can't tell if he's faking anymore" The two of then headed outside to the bus.

~*~

Takao yawned as he walked down the hallway to his locker "Man double literacy is the worst" he complained.

"Takao!" he turned around to see Daichi running towards him.

"Whoa, Déjà-vu" he chuckled to himself while Daichi caught his breath.

"The chief and the old hag are back. I saw them outside!" he exclaimed pointing to the door excitedly.

"Yeah I know I talked to them earlier" he watched Daichi's face drop, "But thanks for telling me their still here, we can walk home together"

"Huh? You don't have work?"

"Not tonight, the boss is away so the restaurants closed"

"Cool! Let's have BBQ, or sukiyaki!" Daichi jumped up and down happily, he ushered Takao to pack his things quicker.

~*~

Yuiry watched Boris storm down the stairs yelling profanities over his shoulder. He didn't even bother asking questions as Boris brushed past him into the kitchen mumbling under his breath. Shaking his head Yuiry followed him into the kitchen already knowing their conversation.

"This is ridiculous! He's being ridiculous!" Boris slammed his fists against the bench top, the dinner plates and cutlery jumping slightly by the force.

Waiting till Boris's breathing returned back to normal Yuiry stood beside him, his back leaning against the bench top, "Well, what did he say?"

"Nothing, he wouldn't even let me into the room." The first two buttons of Yuiry's shit had been left open, exposing his smooth pale skin to Boris. All thought of being angry were replaced by something much more pleasing to his mind.

"Maybe I should go talk to him-"

"No" arms wound themselves around Yuiry's waist as he was pulled into a strong embrace. A shiver ran down Yuiry's spine as rough lips brushed against his neck.

"Am I interrupting?" the two quickly pulled apart and turned to meet Sergei standing in the doorway, the corner of his mouth twitching as he attempted not to snicker at the two.

"Che, im going to go check on the sourpuss" Yuiry growled under his breath.

"He's still not eating?" Sergei asked.

"Wont even leave his room at the moment" Boris explained as Yuiry stalked off up the stairs.

"Think there's anything we can do?"

"No, I think Kai's decided to sulk this one out on his own" both boys looked at each other and both saw the hopelessness of their situation

~*~

…Okay the truth is I forgot about this story, I also kind of cant be bothered…so if you want me to continue please say so and if enough of you want me to keep writing I will.

If not, ill still keep the story on the internet just encase I happen to get the writing bug for this again. Untill then bye-bye

Panda-Chan